It had been his fevered imagination that had endued the garment with some extraordinary value. "What shall I say? Shall I tell you, or shall I leave you in the dark—as I must always leave her? What shall I say except that I am accursed of men? Yes; I have loved something—her mother. Mr. ” “Do you think so? I find my interest in that sort of thing decline and decline. Two persons possessing a more comfortable stock of assurance could not be readily found. He rambled in an unfortunate monotone, the result of his innate fear of public speaking.
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