But was that enough? Dim, formless suspicions of something more vital wandered about his mind. “Pretend,” he said, “that all I have said hasn’t been said. For the first time, perhaps, in his life, he repented of his brutality. They sat down, McClintock reaching for a lump of sugar which he began munching. What else was there lurked in shadows and deep places; if in some mood of reverie it came out into the light, it was presently overwhelmed and hustled back again into hiding. "Is this a season to speak on such a subject?" "Perhaps not," rejoined the woollen-draper; "but the uncontrollable violence of my passion must plead my excuse. Her eyes flashed.
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