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Wellington:

Klebbs shakes his head, "No, there is nothing more to tell"

I have work to do and have no need of further disturbance. Good day Mr Klevendon"

"You disgusting soak," thinks Klevendon. He leaves Mattison's office.

Wellington bids goodbye to Klebbs and goes out to, encounter Klevendon on the way out.

"Ah! I trust our editor in chief was very informative after I left. You have the look of someone who left the most charming of company!"

Horatio G. Wellington straightens his coat and prepares to leave the building

Coat suitably straightened and sartorial splendour restored, both of you leave the building and descend the steps to the street, which amidst its hurlyburly can be seen a small group of persons stood around a sewer entrance. Of course three of the five figures are those very gentlemen that you recently employed to remove the lid of the sewer entrance from which you have been appraised that the recent deluge of verminous creatures had issued.

Beside them you notice the well, but functionaly, dressed female form of Miss Bly and her erstwhile companion and epicurean purveyor of wild life savouries, Mr Richard Roxborough.

It would appear that the three gentlemen of recent aquaintance have succeeded in opening the sewer and Mr Roxborough is currently looking into it.

Even at a distance it seems from the way Miss Bly is wrinkling her nose and covering her mouth with a delicate lace handkerchief that a most obnoxious smell is emanating from below.

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