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WHEN the time came for departure from No. 10, Old Street, Poppy did not go from Westminster. The grip of the place was on her and she did not care to leave it. But she sought and found a part of more cheerful aspect-a quiet square with a triangle of green in its centre, and the spire of an old church showing above the branches of trees in one of it