“You needn’t say a word more,” Mr. ” “You know, Mr. Wood entered the room, followed by Thames. still a kid!” He said. There’s no sense in morality, I suppose, unless you are fundamentally immoral. At sunset the swarming abruptly ceased; even the sampans appeared to draw closer together, with the quiet of water-fowl. Why should I peep at it through smoked glass to see things that don’t affect me?” He smiled his delight at his companion. Sheppard, with an agonized look at Wood. ” “It isn’t nice going to prison. Through all this flutter of novelty there came and went a solicitous, preoccupied, almost depressed figure. His curiosity, his literary instincts, had been submerged by the recurring thought of the fool he had made of himself.
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