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“Of course, I remember now. Return, I implore of you, to your master,—to Mr. " Himself. . Why should I
peep at it through smoked glass to see things that don’t affect me?” He smiled
his delight at his companion. “This girl—she’s really a very charming, frank person—had
had her imagination fired, so she told me, by a school performance of Romeo
and Juliet. He did not so much cut into this conversation as
loom over it, for he was a tall, if rather studiously stooping, man. Not fit to be dust on your boots. "I'll have to set you right on that, too. Jackson, gallantly. His name is John. There was no need to be afraid for me. Their talk drifted to the beauty of music, and they took that
up again at tea-time. You have neither reason nor logic.
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