"All life is a muddle, and we are all muddlers, more or less. ‘Either you tell me why you want the wretched animal, or it stays here. Do not mistake me. He introduced her as his \"friend\" Lucy. The open windows were above them now and, unless the intruder were to lean out, they could not possibly be seen. He beamed as she whispered to 22 him that she had seen a table so fine or tasted such wonders. The eminent painter had handsome, expressive features, an aquiline nose, and a good deal of dignity in his manner. He never asked questions; he never addressed his companions; and frequently he took off his cap and wiped his forehead. Charity for the ragtag and the bobtail of the Seven Seas, and none for his own flesh and blood.
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