My dear boy, why the wild-eyed stare? I beg your pardon, ma'am. I was ready long before he, of course, so I sat glancing through a magazine and listening to the altercation in the next room, where Gargery was assisting Emerson with his toilette. Walter looked at the paper. Cyrus stroked his goatee.
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