But I see now. He has no imagination, no real generosity. . Three times he uttered a phrase: "A djinn in a blue-serge coat!" And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in damnation. "Before to-morrow morning I will ascertain what has become of Thames, or perish in the attempt. You disgust me. It forbids—all sorts of things.
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