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" "Humph!" exclaimed Jonathan. On the Day he had trumpet-like outbreaks of cordiality, varied by a watchful preoccupation. “May I be allowed to say,” he declared, “that I came here with the same intention. CHAPTER XVIII The doctor reached for the key and studied it sombrely. She had often wondered if Hoddy would ever go back to it. ‘She wants you. She addressed an envelope to Ramage, and scrawled on a half-sheet of paper, “The rest shall follow. "Tomorrow I shall have a visitor. The study seemed absolutely unaltered, there was still the same lamp with a little chip out of the shade, still the same gas fire, still the same bundle of blue and white papers, it seemed, with the same pink tape about them, at the elbow of the arm-chair, still the same father. They are for serving me. To-morrow they will all be contradicted. There were seven tales in all—short stories—a method of expression quite strange to her, after the immense canvases of Dickens and Hugo.
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