A new inexplicable madness that urged him to shrill ironically the story of his coat—to take it off and fling it at the feet of any stranger who chanced to be nigh. I am tired, and I want to be alone. "Something worse, I fear," Wood replied. "The end is the most beautiful in English literature. She drew a chair to the window and stared at the splendour of the tropical night.
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