He stood upon the threshold, dangling his eye-glasses in his fingers, stolid, imperturbable, mildly interrogative. co. What else could one say? I left him to suppose—a registry perhaps. She saw marks in the dirt where he had been pacing. He walked on for an hour longer, till he could scarcely drag one leg after another.
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