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24 And the way his sonorous snoring and broken yawn ending with a yelp with which he some times cuts short the story of a tiresome visitor, makes me think of the ingenuously sincere yawn in which a child gives vent to his ennui in some stupid conversation in the parlour, causing everybody to slyly laugh, just because he expresses their common sentiments, with a frankness forbidden to the well-bred by "The Galateo."

And those ears! Those two big ears that now stand up like the flaring mouth of a trumpet, and now fall down like leaves of lettuce, faded and drooping. Now he opens up one ear from