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. ” “May I put you in a hansom?” he asked, lifting his stick. “Just fine. A remittance man. Her parents left two weeks later, the weather still fine. Of course, there'll be a few kinks to straighten out. Never again would he repeat that kiss; but at night when they separated, he would touch her forehead with his lips, and sometimes he would hold her hand in his and pat it. It was the end, she told herself, fiercely. I expect company. A phase of mental activity that men called courage: to summon at will this energy which barred the ingress of the long cold fingers of fear, which cleared the throat of stuffiness and kept the glance level and ever forward.
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