The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. Annabel saw it, and suddenly changed her tone. The stage manager came out from the wings, and taking her hand led her off. Ruth read: DEAR SIR: "We are delighted to accept these four stories, particularly 'The Man Who Could Not Go Home. " "Here are your despatches," said Jonathan with a significant look, and giving him a sealed packet. " Taking the keys, he led the way, followed by Jonathan, who chuckled internally at the shock that awaited the poor fellow. There are men in the Lowndean who laugh at him—simply laugh at him.
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