He moved, after quiet intervals, with a quick little movement, and ever and again stroked his small mustache and coughed a selfconscious cough. The office is a sight—not one sheet of paper on another; bills and receipts everywhere. By this time, Jonathan and the vast mob attending him, had come up, and the place was rendered almost as light as day by the links. She quickened her pace, and so did he, talking at her slightly averted ear.
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