It-well, read it yourself, and see if you, too, do not find food for frantic conjecture, for tantalizing doubts, and for a great hope. Here it is: DEAR SIR: I think that I have run across one of the most remarkable coincidences in modern literature. But let me start at the beginning: I am, by profession, a wanderer upon the face of the earth. I have no trade-nor any other occupation. My father bequeathed me a competency; some remoter ancestors lust to roam. I have combined the two and invested them carefully and without ...
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It-well, read it yourself, and see if you, too, do not find food for frantic conjecture, for tantalizing doubts, and for a great hope. Here it is: DEAR SIR: I think that I have run across one of the most remarkable coincidences in modern literature. But let me start at the beginning: I am, by profession, a wanderer upon the face of the earth. I have no trade-nor any other occupation. My father bequeathed me a competency; some remoter ancestors lust to roam. I have combined the two and invested them carefully and without extravagance.
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