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I had not visited Eton for many years, when one day passing from the Fellows’ Library into the Gallery I caught sightof the portrait of my school-friend Digby Dolben hanging justwithout the door among our most distinguishedcontemporaries①@. I was wholly
I had not visited Eton for many years, when one day passing from the Fellows’ Library into the Gallery I caught sight of the portrait of my school-friend Digby Dolben hanging justwithout the door among our most distinguishedcontemporaries① @. I was wholly