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\"Where would you like to go?\" \"Burger King okay?\" \"Are you sure you don't want to go to some place fancier?\" He was surprised. To have spoken lightly on such a subject a few hours ago would have seemed incredible. Behind the poet came Sir James Thornhill. She began to feel odd sensations while peering busily at his shoulder and profile. To-night the subtle suggestiveness of those few daring lines, fascinating in their very simplicity, the head thrown back, the half-closed eyes—the inner meaning of the great artist seemed to come to him with a rush. That there Frenchie didn’t look any too friendly to me.
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