THE WORLD (a matter of fact)

the glare is very unhappy
your air of expectancy must justify anything

the trouble ran like a hare or rabbit down the rough road without a pause
his ordinary existence is absolutely unconscious. while we make enchantments

the mother seemed like a spear
our own country is not excited-- while you go downstairs

into a chair of things, we attend to the verandah
small, cool, breathing, very dry

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