” “I will buy books and a lay figure,” he declared, “to practise upon. His mouth was sensuous but his eyes became frenetic. It penetrated the skin; benumbed the flesh; paralysed the faculties. I'm used to insult as I am to misfortune, and am grown callous to both; but I'm not used to compassion, and know not how to take it. He was always visualizing the Hand whenever he let his gaze rest upon the horizon. Living, he knew that he would never send that letter. . He was a fool. Hanging on the wall was a temple censer, bronze, moulded in the shape of a lotus blossom with stem and leaves—deadly as a club.
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