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I put up my hands to my ears. And monsieur wrestled well, too. I crawled about the floor, gathering them all up and putting them on the bed, where I presently sat down myself to stare at him, trying to realize him for M. He had seated himself, too, and was dusting his trampled wig and clapping it on again. He had shaved off his mustaches and the tuft on his chin, and the whole look of him was changed. His wig came much lower over his forehead than did his own hair, and altered the upper part of kimi wa midara na boku no joou face as much as the shaving of the lower. Only his eyes were the same.