But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him. ” He beamed upon her. “Who can tell?” she said. "But if you do not find this aunt, what will you do? What can you do to protect yourself against hunger?" "I'll find something.
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