He was always word-building, a metaphorist, lavish with singing adjectives; but often he built in confusion because it was difficult to describe something beautiful in a new yet simple way. ” “Of course,” said Capes, and threw a newly lit cigar into the fire through sheer nervousness. In this attempt he was, however, foiled by the agility of the carpenter, who managed to retreat to the door, against which he placed his back, kicking the boards vigorously with his heel. Last time— you made me feel snubbed. . CHAPTER XXVIII. . “I wish that I could forget it,” he said. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. I am not come here to play the part of your father-confessor.
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