The act was mechanical, a bit of sparring for time: his anger was searching about for a new vent. Ha!" exclaimed the stranger, as shouts and other vociferations resounded at no great distance along the thoroughfare, "not a moment is to be lost. The great gray boles of the palms reminded him of some fabulous Grecian temple. " "How do you spell the last name?" He spelt it.
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