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Three times he uttered a phrase: "A djinn in a blue-serge coat!" And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in damnation. The worst was over now. Then he went back to his rooms and lit a cigar. “You are late,” she murmured. Wood's reception of the widow, who, at that moment, was ushered into the room by Winifred, was not particularly kind and encouraging. Jerking forward, she jabbed backwards. You cannot—shall not retreat. Sometimes these dreams are simple and tender; sometimes they are magnificent. 2. He forgot for the moment his own self-pity, the egotism of his own passionate love. “It’s a flabby, loose-willed world we have to face. My address is 94, Pall Mall. This man and he were alike, and about the same age.
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