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32735	Marks, Winston K. (Winston Kinney)	Forsyte's Retreat			.txt	text/plain	5262	496	86	[Sidenote: _Sextus Rollo Forsyte had his trouble with the bottle, but Sextus Rollo Forsyte moved up The boy put his bags down before a remarkably long room-desk manned by three white-suited clerks, but Sextus touched his arm. 'A' only!" with such a question in his voice that Sextus looked back for And, incidentally, why _ten_ elevators for a 200 or so room hotel, Check out with the captain." Sextus couldn't Sextus said he'd be right down. He turned to Sextus and said acidly, "Just one of our little extra "What is your room number, madame?" Sextus asked with drowsy detachment. To Sextus' practiced eye, the man was guilty of nothing. Sextus took the phone from the woman's pudgy hand which darted to rescue Sextus' eyes swept the room. Sextus padded silently back to his room in his stocking feet and took a "I'm the hotel manager," Sextus blurted loudly. 2153, Sextus Rollo Forsyte!	./cache/32735.txt	./txt/32735.txt