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twisting her hands, fidgeting with the music on the piano. comes in R., announces: “Mr. Baldry,” shows in, and retires.







I thought I’d come and see how you were getting on. I hope I’m not in the way?

Come and sit down.











Dozens, every day. There’s one here now.



They come and stand round him, and look at him like a plumber looking at a leak. They can’t do anything. They’ve tried hypnotism.



But