The atmosphere was 46 strained and deathly quiet at the dining room table. He had studied alchemy and astronomy, was a capable painter, and even wrote music. ’ ‘Why did you not claim it yourself?’ asked Gerald. He passed his arm under that of the constable, and drew him aside. After all, what can it matter? It was just to make sure. The hope that had been suddenly kindled in the youth's bosom was as suddenly extinguished. Alcohol— would you believe it?—steadies his nerves and keens his brain: which is against the laws of gravitation, you might say.
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