Three times he uttered a phrase: "A djinn in a blue-serge coat!" And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in damnation. " Pain was stabbing him, now here, now there; pain was real enough; but he could not establish as a fact in his throbbing brain the presence of his aunt in the doorway. Then Mr. " "What shall I do?" cried Mrs. She held it by the neck and broke the end of the bottle on the hard dirt. Her eyes quizzed the major.
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