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. She knew she was a monster and so did they. . ’ He sat on the low wall of the haha and invited her to do the same. He inspected the formidable array of rifles and at length walked over to the register. He appeared to thunder dire happenings if she did not obey him without further ado.
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