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Sometimes they marry well. “Go to the far corner,” he said, “and sing the last verse of Les Petites. Old farmhouses loomed as they whizzed by, left behind in the gray like mourners. The necessity which had previously existed of leaving the ghastly evidence of the murderous deed undisturbed,—the presence of the mangled corpse,—the bustle of the inquest, at which her attendance was required,—all these circumstances produced a harrowing effect upon the young girl's imagination. It is as if my lips had been sealed about them. Oh the back of her arm she found the faintest down of hair in the world. So he obeyed Everett and married Mary, and kept the woman as his mistress. The contest, however, though desperate, was brief. Mind, when we were all growed up, it were different. On the morrow Spurlock (who was unaware that he had offered a prayer) let down the bars to his reserve. Your purposes are defeated. I think that there is no better friend for a girl than a man rather older than herself.
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