The Man Who Laughs


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At length Dea re-entered the women's apartment with Fibi and Vinos.  
Ursus chained up Homo under the Green Box; Gwynplaine looked after the  
horses, the lover becoming a groom, like a hero of Homer's or a paladin  
of Charlemagne's. At midnight, all were asleep, except the wolf, who,  
alive to his responsibility, now and then opened an eye. The next  
morning they met again. They breakfasted together, generally on ham and  
tea. Tea was introduced into England in 1678. Then Dea, after the  
Spanish fashion, took a siesta, acting on the advice of Ursus, who  
considered her delicate, and slept some hours, while Gwynplaine and  
Ursus did all the little jobs of work, without and within, which their  
wandering life made necessary. Gwynplaine rarely wandered away from the  
Green Box, except on unfrequented roads and in solitary places. In  
cities he went out only at night, disguised in a large, slouched hat, so  
as not to exhibit his face in the street.  
His face was to be seen uncovered only on the stage.  
The Green Box had frequented cities but little. Gwynplaine at  
twenty-four had never seen towns larger than the Cinque Ports. His  
renown, however, was increasing. It began to rise above the populace,  
and to percolate through higher ground. Amongst those who were fond of,  
and ran after, strange foreign curiosities and prodigies, it was known  
that there was somewhere in existence, leading a wandering life, now  
here, now there, an extraordinary monster. They talked about him, they  
sought him, they asked where he was. The laughing man was becoming  
decidedly famous. A certain lustre was reflected on "Chaos Vanquished."  
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