" "But why not?" The doctor dallied with his teaspoon. But his gloom appeared to be occasioned by remorse, rather than sorrow. ” Ann Veronica made a sympathetic little murmur. “I’m thirsty. That's the kind, my friend, that always fall soft. It’s got to be at last like tobacco-ash over all my sayings and doings. All the same, I wish I had that fellow by the throat! Just the virile, unregenerate man in me wishes that.
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