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His literary instincts were reviving. For a time he heard no more, and stared with stony eyes at a Book-War proclamation in leaded type that filled half a column of the Times that day. “I’m thirsty. ” “Some little tiff?” “No; but I don’t think I shall see them. If I offered you half of my possessions, you'd doubtless wallop me on the jaw. Gerald crossed back to the window. The boy was bright and inquisitive as he was subtle. Accompanied by Sir Cecil, who still continued passionately enamoured of his sister, and to whom he represented that she had fallen a victim to the arts of a seducer, he set off, at fiery speed, for the metropolis. She creaked, groaned, and rattled; but that was only her way of yawning when she awoke.
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