" Pain was stabbing him, now here, now there; pain was real enough; but he could not establish as a fact in his throbbing brain the presence of his aunt in the doorway. One OUGHT to want to please her. There's nothing on the card to indicate it, but I'm a detective. He was in front of one of the more imposing of the cafés chantants—opposite, illuminated with a whole row of lights, was the wonderful poster which had helped to make ‘Alcide’ famous. “You are very stupid, Anna,” she said. "What poet was that?" "Stevenson. He looked exactly as she had dreamed him, handsome, rigidly dressed in a black suit, his hair still half gray, his eyes green and flashing like a cat’s. I know life. He went in there, and he was in there for a good half hour. “It isn’t a joke,” she said. Anna said nothing.
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