I want to put myself into your hands. "You shall see him to-morrow. What a mercy that the blow aimed at her by the ruffian, Wild, though it brought her to the brink of the grave, should have restored her to reason! Ah! she stirs. "Won't you sit down?" "I beg your pardon! Come into the consultation office"; and the doctor led the way. But underneath this tolerance there is always the vague hope that your manhood will someday reassert itself. I'm not sure I'd go out with him anyway. But Jack was too well versed in the geography of the place to attempt either of them. His invalid wife and her money had been only the thin thread that held his life together; beaded on that permanent relation had been an inter-weaving series of other feminine experiences, disturbing, absorbing, interesting, memorable affairs.
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