"And now, mark me. ’ ‘Prudence,’ repeated Gerald unguardedly. Grasping one of chairs about the little table, he drew it forward and sat astride it, in a fashion as insolent as it was unexpected. This is a mere boy. He called it "The Man Who Could Not Go Home. He looked like the shadow of himself—thin, feeble, hollow-eyed—his beard unshorn—nothing could be more miserable. When Ann Veronica got it she had at first a wild, fantastic idea that it contained a tip. The applause was uproarious at the end of the concert.
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