“It’s like Troy!” said a voice of rapture. ‘Ain’t my place, I know that. She wanted to live. As she danced there was in her ears the faded echo of wooden tom-toms. There was no disgust in Ruth's heart, only an infinite pity; for only the pitiful understand. They watched the chimpanzees in the new apes’ house, and admired the gentle humanity of their eyes—“so much more human than human beings”—and they watched the Agile Gibbon in the next apartment doing wonderful leaps and aerial somersaults. You sing better than Annabel ever did, you have even a better style. ” “Oh, gimme a break, Lucy. No blowzy barmaids for him to-day: an American bar-keep to whom he could tell his troubles and receive the proper meed of sympathy. He was confined in the Middle Stone Ward, a spacious apartment, with good light and air, situated over the gateway on the western side, and allotted to him, not for his own convenience, but for that of the keepers, who, if he had been placed in a gloomier or more incommodious dungeon, would have necessarily had to share it with him. My mother, I'm sure, didn't intend to hurt your feelings.
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