--What are you laughing at? asked Stephen. The squat student did not eat it but, indulging his special humour, said gravely, still tittering and prodding his phrase with his umbrella: --Do you intend that? He broke off, pointed bluntly to the munched pulp of the fig, and said loudly: --I allude to that. On reaching the house I had never so much as looked for the boy; I had simply gone straight to my room to change what I was wearing and to take in, at a glance, much material testimony to Flora's rupture. I saw him, from the midst of my act, meet it with a divination, and on the perception that even now he only guessed, and that the window was still to his own eyes free, I let the impulse flame up to convert the climax of his dismay into the very proof of his liberation.
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