While he was meditating flight in this way, and tossing about on the straw, he chanced upon an old broken and rusty fork. ’ ‘What?’ ‘Neat little toy. It is foolish, she murmured to herself, foolish. All at once it came to him what a fool he was to worry over this phase which was wholly suppositional. I'll call it my wedding gift.
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