The heavy portiers were rudely thrust aside and a young man of
twenty-two or thereabout, flung himself into the apartment to the
evident astonishment of its inmate, who paused long enough in the act of
lighting a cigarette to burn his fingers with the paper-lighter. “Ye
gods! preserve us from the faddist!” he cried, dramatically elevating
his arms heavenward as though invoking the protection of his divine
friends, and then collapsing into the comfortable embrace of the nearest easy-chair.
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