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From the unlovely hillside his glance strayed to the several five-story towers of the pawnshops. “Tell me,” he said; “speak to me. “I’m not in the mood right this instant. I had no curiosity of that kind. She mentioned, with familiar respect, Christ and Buddha and Shelley and Nietzsche and Plato. A crisis of some kind was toward. A granddaughter of mine!’ The idiocy of this notion stuck in his craw and he could think of nothing else for a moment. ” He took a quick step forward. " "Dear me!" sympathised Mrs. Why should she trouble herself over that young fool, who was nothing to her; who, when he eventually sobered up, would not be able to recognize her, or if he did, as something phantasmagorical? Perhaps he should not apply the term "fool"; "unfortunate" might be the more accurate application.
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