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"It is time!" "For what?" grumbled the latter, rubbing his eyes. " "Glad to see you once more in the Mint, Mrs. I didn't expect you home before that hour, Sir. All this torrent of misleading, spurious stuff that pours from the press. Besides, he was a Yale man. A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. He stood up abruptly and went to the window. He told me with a coarse nervous laugh.
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