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” So they talked on whilst supper was served, falling easily into the spirit of the place, and yet both of them conscious of some new thing underlying the gaiety of their tongues and manner. The conversation turned towards the subject of the Diedermayer’s many European vacations. In the periphery of her vision, she saw the door pulled back. Treasure caves to explore! All through these trying days she had recurrently wondered what this strange young man would have to say that Dickens and Hugo had not already said. He had plugged along, if not happy, at least with sound philosophy. She saw a pole-chair; that would be this Mr. He looked just like John Wayne in a cowboy movie, his eyes narrow and squinting, except his hair was long, unruly, and jet black. Manning loomed up ever and again into her world, full of a futile solicitude, and almost always declaring she was splendid, splendid, and wishing he could talk things out with her. Melusine giggled, and tucked her hand into his. He turned his eyes and stared at Miss Garvice like one who wakes from a reverie, and then got up and strolled down the laboratory toward his refuge, the preparation-room. He spent the evening telling her stories of Greece as she sat in front of a roaring fire. Lead the lad to suppose that he'll be introduced to Lady Trafford.
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