He turned over the flyleaf and looked wearily at the green round earth in the middle of the maroon clouds. This was the end; and a faint glimmer of fear began to pierce the fog of his mind. Then Brother Michael went away and after a while the fellow out of third of grammar turned in towards the wall and fell asleep. I never heard the word in my life.
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