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—I'll give him the edication of a prig,—teach him the use of his forks betimes,—and make him, in the end, as clever a cracksman as his father. She had a feeling at his departure as of an immense cavity, of something enormously gone; she could not tell whether it was infinite regret or infinite relief. There was a look in her eyes which puzzled him. Further on, there were impressions of bloody footsteps along the floor. But a woman’s life is all chance. He helped himself to a beer, then a vodka and tonic, then two rum and Cokes.
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