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THE WORLD FOR SALE
By Gilbert Parker
BOOK III
XX. TWO LIFE PIECES
XXI. THE SNARE OF THE FOWLER
XXII. THE SECRET MAN
XXIII. THE RETURN OF BELISARIUS
XXIV. AT LONG LAST
XXV. MAN PROPOSES
XXVI. THE SLEEPER
XXVII. THE WORLD FOR SALE
CHAPTER XX
TWO LIFE PIECES
"It's a fine day."
"Yes, it's beautiful."
Fleda wanted to ask how he knew, but hesitated from feelings of delicacy.
Ingolby seemed to understand. A faint reflection of the old whimsical
smile touched his lips, and his hands swept over the coverlet as though
smoothing out a wrinkled map.
"The blind man gets new senses," he said dreamily. "I feel things where I
used to see them. How did I know it was a fine day? Simple enough. When
the door opened there was only the lightest breath of wind, and the air
was fresh and crisp, and I could smell the sun. One sense less, more
degree of power to the other senses. The sun warms the air, gives it a
flavour, and between it and the light frost, which showed that it was dry
outside, I got the smell of a fine Fall day.
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