His eyes were red. . ” “For my infertility. My lads," he continued, addressing the partners; "when you've finished this job give that fellow a fresh set of darbies. ” So they talked on whilst supper was served, falling easily into the spirit of the place, and yet both of them conscious of some new thing underlying the gaiety of their tongues and manner.
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