Earles himself stood upon the threshold of his sanctum, the prototype of the smart natty Jew, with black hair, waxed moustache, and a wired flower in his button-hole. "I'm almost afraid to state it," faltered the other; "but, may I ask whether Mr. You must wait till supper's over.
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