On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. This moment couldn’t be better until the next moment comes. While he was thus occupied, Thames, prompted by an unaccountable feeling of curiosity, took up the penknife which the other had just used, and examined the haft. It was her distinctive test of an emotional state, its interference with a kindly normal digestion. ‘I knew you would be furious. " "You believe—you know it," replied Jonathan, fixing one of his sternest and most searching glances upon him. But it looked as if the boy was not going to be of much use.
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