On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. She munched her bland Whopper as he wolfed three in a row, stuffing his mouth with half a dozen French fries at a time. These two elderly ladies would call her stark mad. She turned into the study, sat down at the table and fingered the pencils, curiously stirred. "Thames, this is no forgery.
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