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`` Why , it 's true , '' returns one of the policemen . `` That 's what it is . Now move on here , come ! '' `` Why , good gracious , gentlemen , '' says Mr. Snagsby , somewhat promptly backed away , `` I was at this door last night betwixt ten and eleven o'clock in conversation with the young man who lodges here . '' `` Indeed ? '' returns the policeman . `` You will find the young man next door then .