We middle-aged fools and we old fools can no longer dream. "I want you for the job I spoke of a short time ago, Nab," he said. Come down, I say, instantly, or I'll make you. There had been fusses and scenes dimly apprehended through half-open doors. It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac.
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