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She had suddenly become as the jewels of the Madonna, as the idol's eye, infinitely beyond his reach, sacred. She leaned back in her chair. He was a civil servant of some standing, and after a previous conversation upon aesthetics of a sententious, nebulous, and sympathetic character, he had sent her a small volume, which he described as the fruits of his leisure and which was as a matter of fact rather carefully finished verse. I’m not half smart enough for the West End. The Master of the Mint.
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