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Hurrying down the Haymarket, he was arrested by a crowd who were collected round a street-singer. ’ ‘What matters it?’ cried Melusine impatiently. A young man was playing the banjo. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha.
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