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Briefly explained, she was as the child who discards the rag baby for the living one. Well-balanced, sane, wasn’t I? You never heard anyone call me a madman? I’m pretty near being one now, and it’s her fault. If the boy did not love the girl, why the devil had he dragged her into this marriage? Spurlock was a bit shaky bodily, but his brain was functioning clearly; and, it might be added, swiftly—as the brain always acts when confronted by a perplexing riddle. He felt her warm breath upon his cheek, the perfume of her hair as she leaned over him. His large, coarse lips drew wider apart. Ramage leaned over the gate at Ann Veronica’s side, and for a moment there was silence. I don't believe he is much past forty. "I am your most unhappy son.
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