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Mr. Blore was tying his tie. He wasn’t very good at this sort of thing.

It worried him whether he looked all right. He hoped he did.

Nobody had been exactly pleasant to him… Funny the way they all looked at each other – as though they knew.

Well, he didn’t mean to fail in his job.

He glanced up at the framed nursery rhyme over the mantelpiece.

Neat touch, having that there!