"Are you going to work?" Gilbert said to Henry, when the others had gone.
"I think so," Henry replied. "I haven't written a word for days. You?"
"I'll go and have a squint at the Pall Mall ... just to make sure that last night wasn't a dream. I'll come back to lunch. It 'ud be rather jolly to go on from Dublin and see your father, Quinny?"
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