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He was leaning against a window frame, his hat in his hand. He was yellow and coarse of hair; flea-bitten, too; and even as he smiled at Ruth and wagged his stumpy tail, he was forced to turn savagely upon one of these disturbers who had no sense of the fitness of things. I waited for them to get right out of the grounds. He drew a chair to the side of the bed and sat down, terrified by the utter fallowness of his mind. “You blithering idiot!” he exclaimed. It is queer how ideas pop into one's head.
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