“MY DEAR GIRL,— “I am so sorry if we made asses of ourselves to-night. He was followed by a great pile of black organs, hers, her female parts. I have taken bullets and lived, and even a silver one wouldn’t do much. Wood,—"he'll never mend. " "Mine is Howard Spurlock. He returned figuratively to his bed—the bed he had made for himself and in which he must for ever lie.
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