I’ll wait my whole life!” He cried. ” 152 < 19 > THE WINDS OF NOVEMBER The Thanksgiving season brought a fierce wind that relentlessly whipped around the brick corners of the school. His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat. And guess what? I don’t sleep much, if you haven’t noticed. “Can you spare me forty pounds?” she said. I’m the sort of dog, if you turn it out of the room it lies down on the mat at the door. His eyes were small and grey; as far apart and as sly-looking as those of a fox. The boy’s besotted.
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