He recognized me at once, and he behaved like a madman. “I am sure,” she said, “that you mean to stay until you are turned out. Perhaps this was the real turning point: the hour in which the disordered mind began permanently to readjust itself. He was sitting back from the table now, with one arm over the back of his green chair and the other resting on the little table. Stanley took the letter and stood with it in his hand thoughtfully for a time. “I have had adventures—oh, more than one, I can assure you.
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