He could not understand how men could live ignoring this one predominant interest, this wonderful research into personality and the possibilities of pleasing, these complex, fascinating expeditions that began in interest and mounted to the supremest, most passionate intimacy. "Ah! Quilt Arnold, my man, is it you? By the powers! I'm glad to see you. I should think, Anna, that your own sense—er—of propriety would enable you to see this. Perhaps you'll give me in return some token, by which I may remind you of this occurrence, in case we meet again. Hurled over the sides of the skiff, the ruffian speedily found a watery grave.
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