. The end of the world seemed at hand. Kimble was clearly a plain-spoken fellow. He was always word-building, a metaphorist, lavish with singing adjectives; but often he built in confusion because it was difficult to describe something beautiful in a new yet simple way. "I was merely about to observe that I am in possession of her secret. Day after day she pounded him with curses, saying that her mother looked down on him from Heaven and sent a curse, to which he laughed.
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