Chapter 17 HE IS BLOWN BY THE WHIRLWIND

"He was blown by the whirlwind and followed a wandering flame through perilous seas to a happy shore."-Quoth Francois.

On an April Monday evening, when a small moon passed shyly over the city and the streets were filled with the sound of hurdy-gurdies and the spring cries of dancing children, Mr. Wrenn pranced down to the basement dining-room ea

            
            

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