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Josephine and Quentin took the first train from St. Pancras for Dover. They threaded through the scaffolding that enveloped the attached Midland Grand Hotel still under construction and Josephine swept the edifice with a discerning eye. Sir George Gilbert Scott had truly outdone himself. The polychromic brick, black iron work, and the creamy stone of the arched windows combined for a very elegant yet durable beauty. She had no time to see more before she and Quentin dove into the controlled chaos of the vast platform. The din was hellish and steam shrouded the glass shed roof overhead. <br><br>  
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Josephine and Quentin took the first train from St. Pancras for Dover. They threaded through the scaffolding that enveloped the attached Midland Grand Hotel, still under construction and Josephine swept the edifice with a discerning eye. Sir George Gilbert Scott had truly outdone himself. The polychromic brick, black iron work, and the creamy stone of the arched windows combined for a very elegant yet durable beauty. She had no time to see more before she and Quentin dove into the controlled chaos of the vast platform. The din was hellish and steam shrouded the glass shed roof overhead. <br><br>  
  
 
Quentin, still unpacked from his trip to the Near East, notified the hotel to send his bags to the train station. Josephine eschewed taking her trunk, choosing a carpet bag and her smaller leather valise for speed and ease of movement. She'd swaddled the precious Dubroni in the carpet bag and the mission files were in her valise. The rest of their kit she'd distributed judiciously between herself and Quentin. The Colonel had been generous enough with funds that they could purchase anything they might otherwise need en route. She briefly considered booking coach but chose First Class for the first leg of their journey. She wanted to review the sensitive material privately before arriving on the Continent.  Once committed to memory, it would remain secure in her head and privacy would be moot.<br><br>
 
Quentin, still unpacked from his trip to the Near East, notified the hotel to send his bags to the train station. Josephine eschewed taking her trunk, choosing a carpet bag and her smaller leather valise for speed and ease of movement. She'd swaddled the precious Dubroni in the carpet bag and the mission files were in her valise. The rest of their kit she'd distributed judiciously between herself and Quentin. The Colonel had been generous enough with funds that they could purchase anything they might otherwise need en route. She briefly considered booking coach but chose First Class for the first leg of their journey. She wanted to review the sensitive material privately before arriving on the Continent.  Once committed to memory, it would remain secure in her head and privacy would be moot.<br><br>

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