It fell to the ground and smoked ominously. But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him. Gerald sympathised with his friend’s irritation. I’ve got to run to get to my Study Hall.
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