Told me then how he broke Pennyfeather's heart. He banged his pandybat down on the desk and cried: --Up, Fleming! Up, my boy! Fleming stood up slowly. He tried to pull on his stocking. His pallid bloated face expressed benevolent malice and, as he had advanced through his tidings of success, his small fat-encircled eyes vanished out of sight and his weak wheezing voice out of hearing.
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