But about his unknown rival he was acutely curious. Stanley, to which the two ladies subordinated themselves intelligently. And severely hurt that pig, which was a very good thing. Wanting his coat, when he must have known that the pockets were empty! But the effort to talk had cost him something. He stood up abruptly and went to the window. "Unless you have eaten a Syrian orange," he was always saying, "you have only a rudimentary idea of what an orange is. He began munching his water-chestnuts—a small brown radish-shaped vegetable, with the flavour of coconut—that grow along the river brims.
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