Groping their way through one or two dark and mouldy-smelling vaults, the party ascended a flight of steps, which brought them to the hall. She looked directly at his face, his perpetually graying hair, his hawkish nose, his long cheekbones. The coach was slowing down, and he realised that they had arrived in Golden Square. The villagers were thronging to church.
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