Drummond,” he continued, looking across at his vis-à-vis, “we look to you to give expression to our sentiments. “Wow. Listen, Jack. Whatever he wrote he was: he became this or that character, he suffered or prospered equally. He looked exactly as she had dreamed him, handsome, rigidly dressed in a black suit, his hair still half gray, his eyes green and flashing like a cat’s.
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