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"It is," said Miss Julie Mangles, "in the Franciszkanska that one lays one's hand on the true heart of the people."
"That's as may be, Jooly," replied her brother, "but I take it that the hearts of the women go to the Senatorska."
For Miss Mangles, on the advice of a polyglot concierge, had walked down the length of that silent street, the Fr