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” “Then she has never been my wife. Meysey Hill—never your wife. You must keep out of the way till it's blown over. Wild will hang me. The same old lines and verses, over and over, until there had come times when shrieking would have relieved her. Perhaps the old fool was not as fanciful as they had thought. The mere enumeration of the obstacles that existed would have deterred any spirit less daring than Sheppard's from even hazarding the attempt. There must be something, one feels, in ideas that achieve persistently a successful resurrection. For nothing will ever convince me that it is not the man’s share in life to shield, to protect, to lead and toil and watch and battle with the world at large. I am bound to admit that I greatly enjoy my altered life. She appeared to be considering. “Please let me drive you home.
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