She had dreaded the beginning of this hour. A species of vertigo seized him. Earles himself stood upon the threshold of his sanctum, the prototype of the smart natty Jew, with black hair, waxed moustache, and a wired flower in his button-hole. It isn’t sentiment but it’s horse sense. It did not take a mind reader to glean that she had suddenly gained the boy’s obsessive attention.
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