III – The City of Resurrections

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III – The City of Resurrections–––––––– "HERBERT! GOOD GOD! Is it possible?" "Yes, my name's Herbert. I think I know your face, too, but I don't remember your name. My memory is very queer." "Don't you recollect Villiers of Wadham?" "So it is, so it is. I beg your pardon, Villiers, I didn't think I was begging of an old college friend. Good-night." "My dear fellow, this haste is unnecessary. My rooms are close by, but we won't go there just yet. Suppose we walk up Shaftesbury Avenue a little way? But how in heaven's name have you come to this pass, Herbert?" "It's a long story, Villiers, and a strange one too, but you can hear it if you like." "Come on, then. Take my arm, you don't seem very strong." The ill-assorted pair moved slowly up Rupert Street; the one in dirty, evil-lookin

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