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Chapter 7

           Hestoodforamomentapparentlylostinthought.

           "EverythingintheUniverseisperfect,"hesaid,"exceptthatcuriouspieceofworkMan.HaveyouneverthoughtoutanyreasonwhyheshouldbetheoneflawtheoneincompletecreatureinamatchlessCreation?"

           "No,Ihavenot,"Ireplied"ItakethingsasIfindthem."

           "SodoI,"andheturnedaway,"AndasIfindthem,sotheyfindme!Aurevoir!Dinnerinanhour’stimeremember!"

           Thedooropenedandclosedhewasgone.Iremainedaloneforalittle,thinkingwhatastrangedispositionwashiswhatacuriousmixtureofphilosophy,worldliness,sentimentandsatireseemedtorunliketheveinsofaleafthroughthevariabletemperamentofthisbrilliant,semi-mysteriouspersonagewhohadbymerechancebecomemygreatestfriend.Wehadnowbeenmoreorlesstogetherfornearlyamonth,andIwasnoclosertothesecretofhisactualnaturethanIhadbeenatfirst.YetIadmiredhimmorethaneverwithouthissocietyIfeltlifewouldbedeprivedofhalfitscharm.Forthough,attractedashumanmothswillbebytheglareofmyglitteringmillions,numbersofso-called‘friends’nowsurroundedme,therewasnotoneamongthemwhosodominatedmyeverymoodandwithwhomIhadsomuchclosesympathyasthismanthismasterful,halfcruel,halfkindcompanionofmydays,whoattimesseemedtoacceptalllifeastheveriestbagatelle,andmyselfasapartofthetrivialgame.

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