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Show INGENIOUS. Puck. The famous novelist sat idly staring at the paper before him. with a dense frown of perplexity corrugating his lofty brow and ruffling his temper. "No." he muttered. Impatiently, "I cannot think of the right word." Again he sank into a brown study and racked his weary brain for hours and hours. "Confound it he cried, despairingly. "There is, I know there is, one complete, com-plete, comprehensive word . to express all this villain's repulsive Iniquity, and why can't I think of it?" "Ha!" he exulted, after another period pe-riod of intense mental effort, while the happy smiles chftsed the scowls from his face. "I have it! I'll go down to the club and stay there till 3 o'clock in the morning. Then my wife wiu be sure to use the word I want before she Is through with me." For he was not only an Ingenious knoyellstr be was married. , . . . |