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’ ‘Parbleu, it is I who am the idiot?’ she scolded furiously, removing one hand and digging it into her sleeve. 'Sdeath! what can I have done with it? Oh! here it is," cried Hogarth, picking it from the ground. “They are coming past our table. "Do you call this frantic glee happiness?" "It's all the happiness I have known for years," returned the widow, becoming suddenly calm, "and it's short-lived enough, as you perceive. You heard her. Spurlock slumped in his chair, weak and empty. But there was a face pressed to the glass. The last of Jarvis’s harlots must have departed in a hurry, for she had apparently left a roomful of clothes.
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