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We’re going to live out at Hampstead to begin with, Bob explained, cheerily.
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I suppose it must be flats, for it won’t run to a house. Dick thinks we might share a big one, but I know the girls would quarrel, and when sisters do quarrel, then you hear things. I shall go into a motor-car business, and open a garage somewhere. Dick is going to write books when he can afford the paper—and I’m sorry for Thackeray and those fellows. Perhaps you’ll come and see us when we’re settled down, though I say it’s the settling up that’s the trouble. Hampstead’s not a bad place, and they don’t charge anything for the empty ginger-beer bottles on the Heath. I wonder if you really would come, Lady Delayne?