" Voices being heard at the door, Austin flew to open it, and admitted Mr. " "I am not unprotected," rejoined the poor woman; "there's some one at the window. Probably he has something to say and can't say it, or he writes well about nothing. ” He put his hands in his pockets, his mouth puckered to a whistle, and he went to the door of the outer preparation-room and stood there, looking, save for the faintest intensification of his natural ruddiness, the embodiment of blond serenity. “What’s odd?” “Oh, everything!” She shivered, and went to the fire and poked it. Bullding?” “Stout old gentleman four places down on the left. There will be long stretches of idleness, heat, and enervation; and always the odour of drying coconut. “I am happy.
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