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If we could only keep the post office, mother, we should be all right, said Herbert Carr, as he and his mother sat together in the little sitting room of the plain cottage which the two had occupied ever since he was a boy of five. 'Yes, Herbert, but I am afraid there won’t be much chance of it.'