Wood having disposed of the brandy, and pronounced himself much better, hurried close to the fire-side, and informed his friend in a few words of the inhospitable treatment he had experienced from the gentlemen of the Mint; whereupon Mr. ‘Even the nuns they say I am like a devil. “You must play for us again sometime. ” The talk was animated, and remained always brilliant in form even when it ceased to be brilliant in substance. There were doorways to peer into, dim cluttered holes with shadowy forms moving about, potters and rug-weavers. His employer retreated into the further apartment, leaving the door ajar. He righted a chair and sat in it, his face in his hands. It was at breakfast on this day that he told Ruth he had sent to Batavia for some dresses.
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