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She chastised herself for thinking of her husband and lord as being weak. We are both graduates of Yale. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. I wish she wouldn’t look like that at us over her glasses. ” He said. She realized dimly that there was no personal thing behind his cry, that countless myriads of Mannings had “My God!”-ed with an equal gusto at situations as flatly apprehended. "Very well, Mr. Capes?” she heard her aunt saying. This was occasioned by Jonathan Wild, who was seen to mount his horse and join the train. The Master listened, with becoming attention, to the narrative, and, at its conclusion, shook his head gravely, applied his thumb to the side of his nose, and, twirling his fingers significantly, winked at his phlegmatic companion.
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