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It was a rainy night as usual in London. Our titular character, James Frederick Horace is debating with a landowner about purchasing some land for an upcoming house to build a golf course. "Look sir, the expenses would be factored by the size of land you are purchasing, sir." The landowner said as he took a sip of tea. "Lets say I want 20 acres, how much would that cost." Horace replied. "Approximately 856.50 British pound, sir." The landowner replied. "I'll give you nine hundred because you called me sir." Horace said back. "Then it's a deal, sir." The landowner said as he shook hands with Horace. A few hours later, after a good book and a fresh cup of coffee, Horace came out of his library/office and stated "You know, I'm feeling good today, invite the neighbour over for some wine." Albert was so very joyful that he was finally able to meet Dr. Lamont. He hurried over next door to a cottage compared to Mr. Horace's mansion. He knocked on the door and out came a young skinny man who had long black hair and a scarf over his turtleneck. It was very strange. Not even ten minutes later, Albert returned with Dr. Lamont to give him the tour of the mansion while Mr. Horace got changed. Albert started from the front "This is what I like to call, The Grand staircase." He was referring to the quite large staircase in the middle of the living room. He then moved to the large library that Horace spends most his time in. Meanwhile, James was getting dressed when he thought about his most recent lasting friendship. It was during the war. Albert led Dr. Lamont outside to The Lawn. The Lawn was a long chunk of trimmed grass with one white table and two chairs and over the table spread an umbrella. " This is where Horace spent most of his life." Albert stated. "I have but one question, how did you meet Mr. Horace?" Lamont asked. "Well it is fairly simple, we have had a friendship ever since we were poor children, we did everything together." Albert responded. Albert peeked through the large glass window on the opposite end of the lawn. "Ah, it seems that Mr. Horace is ready for dinner." He responded as the two went inside.

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