" "Well, if they send you to prison, I'll be outside when they let you go. He had not been successful as the world counted success; the fat bank-account, the filled waiting room of which he had once dreamed, had never materialized except in the smoke of his evening pipe. Presently he began to weave a tale, sorry enough, with all the ancient claptraps and rusted platitudes.
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