He knew it to be St. Earles himself stood upon the threshold of his sanctum, the prototype of the smart natty Jew, with black hair, waxed moustache, and a wired flower in his button-hole. It is impossible. One day her mother swept into the bedroom of the family townhouse, sweeping across the floor with a bundle in her arms.
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