See paragraph 1. ” “Now look here, Ann Veronica,” said Mr. E. ” “How?” “Well—a little clumsily. He returned figuratively to his bed—the bed he had made for himself and in which he must for ever lie. It's a long time since we met, eight years and more. Three times he uttered a phrase: "A djinn in a blue-serge coat!" And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in damnation. S. “Afterwards,” she said, “I should be perfectly content to have everything done for me. He felt that he might soon be separated—perhaps, for ever—from the fond little creature he held in his arms, whom he had always regarded with the warmest fraternal affection, and the thought of how much she would suffer from the separation so sensibly affected him, that he could not help joining in her grief.
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