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He was in misery; he was paying for last
night's debauch. You know not what a
wretched guilty thing I am. And I think I will indeed blow off
your imbecile head. He climbed on top of her, pressing her into the couch
cushions, the gown billowing around them like a cotton
candy parachute. CHAPTER VIII. "
"Ah. ‘How did you get in? The house is all locked up. After
fifteen years, to find that peculiarly Occidental attribute—college loyalty—still
alive in his heart! A Western idea that had survived; an idea that was merely the
flower of youthful enthusiasm!
With his hands still in his sleeves, his chin down in speculation over this
phenomenon, he continued his patrol. "No, I won't hear you, murderer," rejoined Wood. "This must be prevented," he added to himself. ‘Don’t be too sure,’ responded Major Gerald Alderley on a dry note. The cultivated indifference, which
was part of the armour of his little world fell away from him. The houses were older, the
shops gloomier, and the thoroughfare narrower, it is true; but the bustle, the
crowd, the street-like air was the same.
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