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"I am sick of all this," said the Great Author, sweeping his hand / over the silver-laden dinner-table. He seemed to include in his / gesture the whole house and the broad estate surrounding it. "It / bores me, and I don't believe it can be right."
His wife, at the other end of the table, shining in her low-necked / dress with diamonds on her breast and in her hair, leaned forward / anxiously, knowing her husband's temperament.