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The midday sun made an abortive effort to struggle down between the tall rows of houses on either side of busy, hurrying Alderman's Lane, glinting here and glancing there, showering royal largesse.
The big building devoted to the offices of Messrs. Salmon, Joyner & Joyner was lying completely bathed in the golden radiance; for it occupied the corner, where the opening of a street running transverse allowed the glorious beams to descend unimpeded.