These were so outside her experience that she found it possible to thrust them almost out of sight by saying they would be “all right” in confident tones to herself. ‘That is good,’ she said with satisfaction, ‘for I was compelled on Saturday to abandon the chase. “Only married a few months ago and lived out at Hampstead. But I'm sure it's important. . I went off to round up his wife. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. Only you good ones— shirk. I am a murderer.
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