“I imagine,” Sir John said, “that your sister would acquaint him with it. "Will you write," asked the doctor, "and tell me how you are getting along?" "Oh, yes!" "The last advice I can give you is this: excite his imagination; get him started with his writing. Some doting parent had taught him well. ” “You are wonderful!” she murmured. The softly glittering summer stars! She saw them shining over mountains of snow, over valleys of haze and warm darkness. ‘Do not look at me so,’ he snapped.
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