He was a small, dark, reserved man, with a large inflexiblelooking convex forehead, and his wife was very pink and high-spirited, with one of those chins that pass insensibly into a full, strong neck. She munched her bland Whopper as he wolfed three in a row, stuffing his mouth with half a dozen French fries at a time. I suspect he has been at work upon those he has on. It makes me want to be just everything I CAN be to you. ‘And I’ll say it as often as I choose, you confounded impertinent wench! Who do you think you’re talking to? I’m your grandfather, girl. Then came the cable that you were in Canton, ill, but not dangerously so. "He who stands on the verge of the grave, as I do, should never be unprepared. I have often felt before that it is only when one has nothing to say that one can write easy poetry. Consternation gripped him. “You ARE a female thing at bottom,” he admitted.
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