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‘Tell me, my boy. ” Cathy insisted. “And where are YOU going?” he said. The reddish-haired young man contributed allusions to the Hegelian philosophy that momentarily confused the discussion. There was a moment’s breathless and disappointed silence. Would there be enough in the young man's envelope to pay the doctor and the hotel bill—and in the event of his death, enough to ship the body home? So all things pointed to the happy circumstance of setting this young fool upon his feet again, of seeing him hence upon his journey. Then she passed from the room on the arm of General Lord Charvill, chatting animatedly to him.
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