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So he sharpened a score of pencils, and after fiddling about and rewriting the last page he had written the previous night, he plunged into work. "I'll tackle it to-night!" "But it's after ten!" "What's that got to do with it? … The roofs of the native huts scattering in the wind! … the absolute agony of the twisting palms!…. There was no one stirring in the flats. The door opened.
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