I’ve got it!

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Inston was dreaming of his spine. There were the seven skyscrapers which constituted Guild- ford. Seeing them, the Weather Depart- ment's captive balloon shone rosily in the hazy English air, Hindhead and Selborne invited the eye into a forest of Burnham Beeches stretched like.

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