" He stared at the agitated curtain; and slowly his chin sank until it touched his chest. Montague Hill. " Upon which, he set off in the direction of the entry. It was enough that she witnessed it and could not go to him. The tree-lined streets were silent except for the sporadic revving of glass packs down Church Avenue. The popcorn dwindled to a half a bucket, his heart settled into its normal routine. That he had resolved upon its execution, whatever it might be, was evident from his saying aloud,— "I will do it. ’ I don’t know what you’d call it —a sort of witchery, almost suggestiveness.
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