"Good night!" "Blueskin," whispered Jack, in his natural tones, as the other passed him, "wait without. “It’s the stir of spring,” he said. It is enough to make a man throw away canvas and brushes into the bottomless precipices, enough to make one weep with despair at his utter and absolute impotence.
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