It was his redemption, his ticket out of hell—that blue-serge coat. "Spare me!" he groaned, looking upwards. ” “My wife was astounded—wounded beyond measure. ‘I’ll play you at your own game,’ he growled, holding the foreshortened foil in place with rigid control. Stanley poured wine. So that it seemed to her the whole world had changed —the very light of it had changed. Mr. "All my life I've dreamed of something like this," he said, divertingly, with a gesture which included the yacht. . He rambled in an unfortunate monotone, the result of his innate fear of public speaking.
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