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Portrait of Algernon Blackwood Algernon Blackwood Ten Minute Stories — If the Cap Fits…

Field-Martin wheeled up his chair with vigorous strokes of his heels and joined the group, accepting the offer of an extra cup out of that soaring teapot. The particular subject under discussion bored him, but he liked to sit and watch men talking, just as he liked to sit and watch birds or animals in the open air, studying their movements, learning their little habits, and the rest. The conversation flowed on in desultory fashion in the way conversations usually do flow on, one or two talkers putting in occasional real thoughts, the majority merely repeating what they have heard others say.
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Portrait of Algernon Blackwood Algernon Blackwood Ten Minute Stories — If the Cap Fits…

The speaker evidently was one of those who knew by heart the “patter” of psychical research, or what passes for it among credulous and untrained minds⁠—master of that peculiar jargon, quasi-scientific, about vibrations and the rest, that such persons affect. But he was too lazy to interrupt or disagree. Wondering vaguely who the speaker might be, he drank his tea, and listened with laughter and disgust about equally mingled in his mind. Others, besides the codfish, were asking questions.
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