It lasted while I just bridled a little with the sense that my office demanded that there should be no such ignorance and no such person. Every jackass going the roads thinks he has ideas. That was a smell of air and rain and turf and corduroy. In reply to a question of Stephen's his eyes and his voice came forth again from their lurking-places.
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