"How, Sir?" "Except by adoption. He was the true optimist; and that he should proceed, serenely unconscious of reefs and storms, she accepted the double buffets. Loneliness—something that was almost physical: as if the vitality had been taken out of the air she breathed. Giving him a wide berth, and keeping her pistol high, she made her way to the door and warily peered through it. But for me it doesn’t matter.
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