After a little while Mr. Gatz opened the door and came out, his mouth ajar, his face flushed slightly, his eyes leaking isolated and unpunctual tears. He had reached an age where death no longer has the quality of ghastly surprise [...].
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby, page 129/130 (Collins Classics).
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