"Ay, indeed! And who may that be?" inquired his wife. " CHAPTER XVIII. Suddenly he came to a stop, his mouth agape. And she buried herself beneath the straw, which she tossed above her head with the wildest gestures. “He’s a Fellow of the Royal Society, and he can’t be much over thirty,” said Miss Klegg. We middle-aged fools and we old fools can no longer dream. He was just as much a greater master than any other I ever saw, as he was a greater judge of time and measure.
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