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Winifred listened to his narration with the profoundest attention; and, when it concluded, her tearful eye and throbbing bosom told how deeply her feelings had been interested. She peered into the darkness. Grasping one of chairs about the little table, he drew it forward and sat astride it, in a fashion as insolent as it was unexpected. It was a mad half-hour. I want to make you feel that here is a place where the crowd does not clamor nor ill-winds blow. ” Another differed. None saw, though all felt, his presence, and heard the thunder of his voice. ” She removed some posters from a chair, and seated herself coolly.
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