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The poor boy, whose hands were pinioned behind him, looked very pale, but
neither trembled, nor exhibited any other symptom of alarm. Poor soul! she nearly died when she heard he had robbed his master; and it
might have been well if she had done so, for she never afterwards recovered her
reason. ”
She nodded. Gray and tranquil world! Amazing, passionless
world! A world in which days without meaning, days in which “we don’t want
things to happen” followed days without meaning—until the last thing
happened, the ultimate, unavoidable, coarse, “disagreeable. What had Brewis Charvill to say to that, Gerald?’
‘He had nothing to say to it. See paragraph 1.
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