There were neither texts nor rubbish on the walls, but only a stirring version of Belshazzar’s feast, a steel engraving in the early Victorian manner that had some satisfactory blacks. ” His shoulders relaxed. I felt as though I had bandaged eyes. The faithful fellow will never leave me. ” “I say,” she reflected, “you ARE rather the master, you know. Frankly, it is the funniest thing which has ever happened to me in my life.
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