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Ennison,” he said, “it is for you to cut in at Lady Angela’s table. . There’s nothing happened at all!” She didn’t mean, he concluded, to give him any more trouble ever, and he was free to begin a fresh chromatic novel—he had just finished the Blue Lagoon, which he thought very beautiful and tender and absolutely irrelevant to Morningside Park—or work in peace at his microtome without bothering about her in the least. He was a business man, pure and simple, his eyes were fastened always upon the practical side of life. Wood rushed instantly to meet them. "I feel like work," he lied. My friend, I am only grieved that you of all others should have been so deceived. You go home and wait a century, Vee, and then try again. "The lash cuts to the bone.
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