He was not addicted to monologue, and the only audible comment he permitted himself at first upon a universe that was evidently anything but satisfactory to him that afternoon, was one compact and entirely unassigned “Damn!” The word must have had some gratifying quality, because he repeated it. " As he spoke, the door of the round-house was opened, and a stout man, with a lantern in his hand, presented himself at the threshold. ” “Would you let me go on studying for a time?” “If you order patience. All of us were fussy, colicky babies from what she tells me. “If I am to turn you into a vampire, she cannot know. "My little fancy man's quite as fond of me as of you, Bess. ” He retorted smartly, looking at her with mischief. His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat. The affair passed at one leap from a spree to a nightmare of violence and disgust. “I heard your voices, and the hall is draughty. " "Cannot?" echoed Jack, a slight smile crossing his features. The rascal will be at work before the morning.
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