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I did what I
could to comfort her but she died in terrible pain. “You mean to tell me” he said, “that you have a
lover? While I have been keeping you! Yes—keeping you!”
This view of life he hurled at her as if it were an offensive missile. But through the fault of that pig,
who dared to call himself Valade and masquerade in society under her birthright. With each step his
heartbeat increased exponentially. The individual twist was always
there, even in the cleverest forgeries. Then she stood up and looked around the room. I said as how I’d tell Mr Jarvis as he wanted to take
you away. She was
not a reversion to type, which intimates the primordial; she suggested rather the
incarnation of some goddess of the South Seas. Oh, the beautiful books! Romance, adventure, love
stories! She gathered up the books in her arms and cuddled them, as a mother
might have cuddled a child. When she looked into their eyes, her despair put her
beyond tears. "
Amazed at the boy's assurance, Wood left off boxing his ears for a moment, and,
looking at him steadfastly, said in a grave tone, "Jack, Jack, you'll come to be
hanged!"
"Better be hanged than hen-pecked," retorted the lad with a malicious grin.
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