“I think,” he said, “that I would fetch any one whom he has asked to see. ” He hesitated, and went off at a tangent. Above the work-table was a drop-light—kerosene. "Unless you have eaten a Syrian orange," he was always saying, "you have only a rudimentary idea of what an orange is. . ” The housemaid’s presence acted as a useful restraint. ‘And I suppose I shall be obliged to endure another nonsensical tale about your husband. ” “Try what?” She asked, coolly assessing his lithe hips.
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