-the watchman was a loyal servant of the dead owner for past fifty five years, now in his sixties he still was quite healthy and strong , his moustaches were enough to impress anyone who looked at him, the mansion was spread out far and wide in the lengths and breadths of miles and miles of lands owned by the owner in a posh area, to enter the mansion one had to pass through the main gates impressively grand and then cross a closed cabin like tight watchman"s post
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