“He fancied that he did,” she corrected him coolly. I asked him why, and he hadn’t a reason. My own impression is that he already
knows. "To those who, like me, have never been able to get out of the dark
and dreary paths of life, the grave is indeed a refuge, and the sooner they reach it
the better. He gave
glimpses of possibilities. There's good stuff
in him, if one could find the way to dig it out. As soon as he had read it, he let it fall from his grasp. Not a bad man as men go, but he would sell whisky and
gin. I was worried. His face was a little flushed perhaps, and
his small, brown eyes were bright. Pole coolies
came joggling along with bobbing blocks of jade—white jade, splashed and
veined with translucent emerald green. ”
“That is exactly what I feel.
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