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I wondered straightaway how he could sit at peace there, of an evening, with the row of heads staring down at him. There were no pictures, no flowers:...more

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When Stephen talked about stalking chamois his whole expression changed. The features became more aquiline, the nose sharpened, the chin narrowed, and...more

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how lacking in intuition men could be in persuading themselves that mending some stranger's socks, and attending to his comfort, could content a woman...more