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"Quite," said Mr. Marvel.
The mariner produced a toothpick, and (saving his regard) was
engrossed thereby for some minutes. His eyes meanwhile were at
liberty to examine Mr. Marvel's dusty figure, and the books beside
him. As he had approached Mr. Marvel he had heard a sound like the
dropping of coins into a pocket. He was struck by the contrast of
Mr. Marvel's appearance with this suggestion of opulence. Thence
his mind wandered back again to a topic that had taken a curiously
firm hold of his imagination.
"Books?" he said suddenly, noisily finishing with the toothpick.
Mr. Marvel started and looked at them. "Oh, yes," he said. "Yes,
they're books."
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There's some extra-ordinary things in books," said the mariner.
I believe you," said Mr. Marvel.
And some extra-ordinary things out of 'em," said the mariner.
True likewise," said Mr. Marvel. He eyed his interlocutor, and
then glanced about him.
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