He’s—He lives in a world of possibilities outside your imagination. In lieu of the substantial habitations which he had gazed on overnight, he beheld a row of falling scaffoldings, for such they seemed. Wood strained his eyes to catch a glimpse of the flying skiff. Yet every now and then, during the progress of the meal, his attention apparently wandered, and leaning forward he glanced covertly at Anna with a curious mixture of expressions on his face. They were sounding more and more like Civic every day.
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