“It was poison—why not?” she answered. She could not resist enduing persons she met with the noble attributes of the fictional characters. “You were born for great things,” he said huskily. ” His eyes were burning. ” She smiled faintly. It was her distinctive test of an emotional state, its interference with a kindly normal digestion. If we don’t live it will think we are afraid of it.
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