" "Come, come, don't take on thus, Captain," cried Blueskin, rising and walking towards him. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. . “Then why the devil,” he demanded, “do you let me stand you dinners and the opera—and why do you come to a cabinet particuliar with me?” He became radiant with anger. . Or at least he did the day before yesterday. ’ ‘So I see.
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