His hand went to his pocket and extracted a neat silver-mounted pistol. But I am not indisposed to gratify you. Jesus! They just wouldn’t let up about you after you played the violin for them. He moved, after quiet intervals, with a quick little movement, and ever and again stroked his small mustache and coughed a selfconscious cough. He began to think of speeches, very firm, explicit speeches, he would make.
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