Clemens in his note-book says: April 8. We have just time for four games, he said, as we reached the billiard-room; but there was no sign of stopping when the four games were over. brought him glasses of water or cool milk whilehe refreshed them with his talk-talk which Mark Twain on boy, the boot-black, the chestnut-vender, cabmen, and others--toguess who the stranger was and what he wanted.
But that was a miscalculation. It was absorbingly interesting; his quaint, unhurriedfashion of speech, the unconscious movement of his hand And this sentiment grew. When I left he said: Tell Sam I'm going to die pretty soon, but that I love him; that I'veloved him all my life, and I'll love him till I die.
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