"The glass never sinks in that way, d'ye see, without a hurricane follerin', I've knowed it often do so in the West Injees. Mr. You’re a little late, you must remember, and we are punctual people here. We shall take an eternal farewell of each other. " "I will. She stole the opportunity to peer at his departing figure from the closed curtains of the front room window, his shoulders slumped forward, his posture and his ego slightly deflated. She felt a hysterical desire to strike him, to burst out crying, to blurt out the whole miserable truth. Fascination.
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