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From there I plan to travel until I reach Columbia—but any lawless country will do. I made Hainault’s acquaintance, stood him drinks, lent him money. Was he, too, on the way to the beach? What a pity! All alone, and none to warn him of the abject wretchedness at the end of Drink. Wood was dressed with more than ordinary care, and in more than ordinary finery. But the relief from the strain of her immediate necessities was immense. “Ugh!” she said. Hoddy! All her fears fell away. "His life—or yours?" "No one shall harm you more, my dear," cried Lady Trafford.
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