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8. " "You are an angel, I say," continued the poor maniac; "and my Jack would have been like you, if he had lived. He was always word-building, a metaphorist, lavish with singing adjectives; but often he built in confusion because it was difficult to describe something beautiful in a new yet simple way. The atmosphere seemed heavy with the odour of drugs. I would that you were my own. “Oh, it is okay. " "A white wall is a fool's paper, Jack,—remember that," rejoined Wood.
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