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It was a bright May morning some twelve years ago, when a youth of still / tender age, for he had certainly not entered his teens by more than two / years, was ushered into the waiting-room of a house in the vicinity / of St. James's Square, which, though with the general appearance of / a private residence, and that too of no very ambitious character, / exhibited at this period symptoms of being occupied for some public / purpose.
The house-door was constantly open, and frequent guests even at this / early hour crossed the threshold. The hall-table was covered with sealed / letters; and the hall-porter inscribed in a book the name of every / individual who entered.