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The world seemed full of bird song and music from the stream. But as the meaning of each sentence became clear to him, he experienced a curious exultation.
Nothing came of the application, although Ka Ponso had assured him he had looked into the matter and talked with the officials concerned. The drank smell of foodfish broth, particularly, that had been spilled from many a bowl and had dried on the form, now seemed to rise from the very texture of the wood itself.
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There he and his father had parted. The father is very poor, and his mean circumstances grate on him and he puts pen to paper and attempts to beg his old landlord for more charity.