"It only leads to the fencing crib," replied Wild. The day was unseasonably humid and dark, a thick fog having descended over manicured lawns. Unwillingly he drew a little nearer, and became one of the group of loiterers about the entrance. "He was hanged that left his drink behind, you know, master," rejoined Sheppard.
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