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Stretching his well-polished shoes to the blaze of the smoking-room fire, Hurley Brown looked thoughtfully at the little flames which edged a nugget of new coal that the waiter had added.
'Your views are fundamentally immoral, Louba. I am using the word immoral in the larger sense -- that your sense of right and wrong has departed from normal standards.'