For ten years I've been trying to go home, but my conscience will not permit me, I hate the Orient. My poor son despairs of me, for I have primed every member of the family to bring me the latest novels whenever they choose to visit. He uttered one word over and over, monotonously: "Fool! … Fool!" But invariably the touch of Ruth's hand quieted him, and his head would cease to roll from side to side. " "Fill your glasses, gentlemen," observed Ireton, "and I'll tell you a droll thing Jack said this morning. The garçon was tipped as he had never been tipped before in his life.
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