He settled to his repast with the charming little "table manner" that, from the day of his arrival, had relieved me of all grossness of admonition. As I paused beneath the high east window and listened to the sounds of worship, I was taken with an impulse that might master me, I felt, completely should I give it the least encouragement. He heard the voice of the prefect of the chapel saying the last prayers. The dean returned to the hearth and began to stroke his chin.
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