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But I'll tell you about him some other time. This she put into the trunk. “I don’t see, Mollie,” he remarked, taking a cigar from the box on the table as his sister and daughter rose, “why you and Vee shouldn’t discuss this little affair —whatever it is—without bothering me. I did what I could to comfort her but she died in terrible pain. Fifty sent home. "You know what I mean," said the trader, gravely. The natural gaiety of the place seemed to have affected them both. He was full of fabulous stories, not just tales of his own past in Rome but wonderful fables from the mysterious Orient and the ancient Greeks, old jokes and yarns that only he remembered. He’s a quiet person, and he says that quiet people should never become salesmen. He will wish to have his fears laid to rest. Everything, Miss Miniver said, was “working up,” everything was “coming on”—the Higher Thought, the Simple Life, Socialism, Humanitarianism, it was all the same really. You say you need a man. He saw her eyes pass him and settle on a fleetingly pretty strawberry blond girl and her effeminate father.
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