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" "Not in the least, Sir," replied Tom, in a drowsy tone, and with a look seeming to imply that he was too much accustomed to odd noises at night to heed them. ” “In a minute, in a minute,” he answered, his eyes fixed upon Anna. She imagined descending the stairs, hearing Mike’s uproarious laughter as she peeked around a vacant corner with a lump in her throat. She realized dimly that there was no personal thing behind his cry, that countless myriads of Mannings had “My God!”-ed with an equal gusto at situations as flatly apprehended. The sound of their strident voices floated upwards, the high nasal note of the predominant Americans, the shrill laughter of girls quick to appreciate the wit of such of their male companions as thought it worth while to be amusing. The girl suppressed a chuckle that would have been inexplicable. ” She said to him as they walked past houses down the block. "You were a little out of your head. "Alone?" "Not exactly, Sir. On the floor, underneath the sixth row desks, was an ashtray with a small black dot of blood on its blunt round corner. "If I escape, I will reward you. "It's all over," groaned Wood, "and perhaps it's as well her senses are gone. For a few days he was able to relegate his conscience to the background. ” “Well”—her breath failed her for a moment.
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