\"No, what?\" She said. Love is a great thing, and happiness a joy. “He sees through it all. Where's the dining room? And, say, can I have some eggs? This jam-tea breakfast gets my goat. Three times he uttered a phrase: "A djinn in a blue-serge coat!" And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in damnation. ‘Desist, you little devil,’ he growled in her ear. What a pity! But why? There was no way over this puzzle, nor under it, nor around it: that men should drink, knowing the inevitable payment.
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