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As for myself, well, I said what came to mind, at times it was even clever.
shouting in the hall about depravities and deprivations. I don’t think he knows the difference between the two words.
Bless a man who knows how to keep his own counsel when you can’t bear to speak.
They might not be of the Old Testament variety—Pierce, Islington, and Hawkes—but whatever strange confluence of events led to them holding me up was the gentlest hand of fate I’ve ever encountered. It might even be Divine.
