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"'Faith, an' you may say that," returned a watchman, who was wiping a ruddy
stream from his brow; "they've broken the paice, and our pates into the bargain. She got into rows through meddling with their
shoes and tennis-rackets, and had moments of carefully concealed admiration
when she was privileged to see them just before her bedtime, rather radiantly
dressed in white or pink or amber and prepared to go out with her mother. My wife—killed me. Gone
off, cool as you please, and left me to manage everything. An audible crack sounded in the kitchen and
Mark slumped backwards, unconscious. “You know,” he went on, “this doesn’t seem to me to end anything. .
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