It brought no coconut. ’ They moved to the door, while the lady shrugged, and then seated herself, glancing from the window into the street below, and then turning again to watch them in their huddle at the other side of the library. Many things were only words, sounds; she could not construct these words and sounds into objects; or, if she did, invariably missed the mark. Let us be gone.
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