“The wrappered life-discipline! One comes to that at last. Yes, very well. Fortescue rambled round the garden with soft, propitiatory steps, the Corinthian nose upraised and his hands behind his back, pausing to look long and hard at the fruit-trees against the wall. "I eat for both. When, by slow and toilsome efforts, he had arrived midway, something obstructed his further progress. “I have come to tell you this.
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