I thought for a moment that he appeared to be dissatisfied, particularly, with my description of the smallest cushion in the room. I realised, after a moment longer, that he was untroubled by the description. He was, rather, preoccupied by a desire to hear other objects in the room described in similarly effusive fashion. So, amongst other descriptive episodes, I waxed unrestrainedly about and around a chair on which the smallest cushion had been placed.

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