His job as a painter was wearing him down acutely as he aged. "Who, then?" demanded Jack. It hung from the centre of a stout pole, each end of which rested upon the calloused shoulder of a coolie; an ordinary Occidental chair with a foot-rest. I’ve got imagination.
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