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She was aware of him—a silk-hatted, shiny-black figure on the opposite side of the Avenue; and then, abruptly and startlingly, he crossed the road and saluted and spoke to her. We're lost. One of these, a lady, evidently a confirmed invalid, and attired in deep mourning, reclined upon a sort of couch, or easy chair, set on wheels, with her head supported by cushions, and her feet resting upon a velvet footstool. You forget all the mass of training and tradition and instinct that go to make him a tolerable master. What he needed was not a food but a flavour; and the cocoanut taste of the chestnuts soothed his burning tongue and throat. It is customary even where an agreement is drawn. It was surely odd that her thought should pick up that picture and recast it so vividly.
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