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“I”—he seemed to have a difficulty with the word—“I love you. What could be more splendid than a beautiful girl facing a great, glorious tiger? Una and the Lion again, and all that! But this isn’t that sort of thing; this is just a great, ugly, endless wilderness of selfish, sweating, vulgar competition!” “That you want to keep me out of?” “Exactly!” said Mr. ” He said. ‘Unheard of, ain’t it? To tell the truth, I half expected him to leave everything to one of his doxies. ’ ‘I don’t, as a matter of fact,’ Gerald said decidedly, a frown creasing his brow. “I’m going to kill your weakness for you. . “Why not? It might amuse me. Bulging out more in the middle than at the two extremities, it resembled an enormous cask set on its end, —a sort of Heidelberg tun on a large scale,—and this resemblance was increased by the small circular aperture—it hardly deserved to be called a door—pierced, like the bung-hole of a barrell, through the side of the structure, at some distance from the ground, and approached by a flight of wooden steps. You don’t understand. You need fear no interruption from him, or any of his myrmidons. " Almost the identical words of the boy. He rolled onto his belly, freeing himself from her hands, pushing her away.
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