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When I returned to the A. B. C shop for my tea at five minutes past five, there he sat in his accustomed corner, with a cup of tea before him, another placed opposite to him, presumably for me, and a long piece of string between his bony fingers.
"What will you have with your tea? " he asked politely, the moment I was seated.