"All life is a muddle, and we are all muddlers, more or less. “I wonder what happened. Then the incredible happened. Your time isn't come yet. The sun lingered, finally dropping beyond the dark canopy of pine trees at the edge of the park. However, confession of a fault makes half amends for it. There are way-stations—even terminals. She was an indignant queen, no doubt she was alarmed and disgusted within limits; but she was highly excited, and there was something, some low adventurous strain in her being, some element, subtle at least if base, going about the rioting ways and crowded insurgent meeting-places of her mind declaring that the whole affair was after all—they are the only words that express it—a very great lark indeed. Sheppard, faintly. “Do you need me to remind you that your patient is bleeding to death?” He dropped on his knees by the man’s side and made a hurried examination.
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