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...there entered a young man of great height but lacking the depth of shoulder
and ruggedness of limb which make height impressive. Nature, stretching
Horace Davenport out, had forgotten to stretch him sideways, and one
could have pictured Euclid, had they met, nudging a friend and saying:
'Don't look now, but this chap coming along illustrates exactly what I
was telling you about a straight line having length without breadth.'

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The babble at the bar had risen to a sudden crescendo. Offy Prosser,
the club's tame millionaire, was repeating for the benefit of some new
arrivals the story of how he had rung his bank seven times, and there
had come into Mr. Pott's eyes a dull glow, like the phosphorescent
gleam on the stomach of a dead fish.

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He wore now a disintegrated air, as if somebody had removed his
interior organs. You see the same sort of thing in stuffed parrots
when the sawdust has leaked out of them.

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Dashed interesting things, sonnets, said the Duke, and asked if Ricky
had regular hours for sitting at his desk or did he wait for an inspiration.
Ricky said he found the policy that suited him best was to lurk quietly
till an idea came along and then jump out and land on the back of its
neck with both feet.

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The cozy glow which had been enveloping the Duke became shot through by
a sudden chill. It was as if he had been luxuriating in a warm shower-bath,
and some hidden hand had turned on the cold tap.

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It began to be borne in upon Lord Ickenham that in planning to appeal to the
Duke's better feelings he had omitted to take into his calculations the fact
that he might not have any.

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