He ate his dinner with surly appetite and when the meal was over and the grease-strewn plates lay abandoned on the table, he rose and went to the window, clearing the thick scum from his mouth with his tongue and licking it from his lips. The war inevitably set its mark from the first alike upon our minds, our industries, our commerce, our politics and our social action. Father Arnall's face looked very black, but he was not in a wax: he was laughing. The vestry and chapel were peopled with eager masters and boys.
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