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Rage flooded her at his intent, but she controlled it. She was dressed for the street very much as her own maid was accustomed to dress, and there was a thick veil attached to her hat. He’s out in Phoenix last I heard. The three young men exchanged expressive glances. ” “Why on earth—? A man ought to be labelled. Wanton! Had I been one, even God would have forgiven me, understanding. " The patient was asleep. Wood trembled. He was conscious of a peculiar pleasure in sitting there and thinking of those few hours which already were becoming to assume a definite importance in his mind—a place curiously apart from those dry-as-dust images which had become the gods of his prosaic life. " "That I'll engage not to do. " And, as if to make the moral more obvious, a dirty pack of cards was scattered, underneath, upon the sawdust. A tarnish of constraint that had recently spread over her intercourse with Capes vanished again. His pride, however, would not suffer him to interfere with their proceedings; much less could he bring himself to acknowledge that he had been in the wrong, and entreat Lady Trafford to remain, though he was well aware that her life might be endangered if she travelled by night.
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