She continued to fan herself. I might utter a million, and still I doubt if I could make you understand. The afternoon was her own; but from eight until midnight she sat beside the patient. “I think,” he said, “that you have found the real home of the lotus-eaters. “Yeah, I’ve heard that story. Everywhere else—the law, medicine, the Stock Exchange—prejudice bars us. On reflection, it occurred to him that he might, perhaps, be able to loosen the iron fillet; a notion no sooner conceived than executed.
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