"Oho!" he said. Just sit down on that stool again and let’s talk of this in cold blood. Wild," he added, laughing, "it must be a stronger prison than Willesden cage that can hold me. The night had swallowed him up, but his work on her was done. There he was, standing with a group of men who she presumed to be the other richest men in the world. "It's wretched enough, indeed, Sir," rejoined the widow; "but, poor as it is, it's better than the cold stones and open streets. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. To think of him as loving her would make all that different.
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