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He was always visualizing the Hand whenever he let his gaze rest upon the horizon. After fifteen years, to find that peculiarly Occidental attribute—college loyalty—still alive in his heart! A Western idea that had survived; an idea that was merely the flower of youthful enthusiasm! With his hands still in his sleeves, his chin down in speculation over this phenomenon, he continued his patrol. For a long time he stared at the empty doorway. The recollection was too painful, and he burst into an agony of tears. He must be more or less of an age with this man. “I thought you weren’t getting along so well with your mother these days. I’m leaving you, and you can’t stop me. Glancing at the finger-post over the cage, which has been described as situated at the outskirts of the village, and seeing no directions to Dollis Hill, he made fresh inquiries as to where it lay, from an elderly man, who was standing with another countryman near the little prison.
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