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He was not addicted to monologue, and the only audible comment he permitted himself at first upon a universe that was evidently anything but satisfactory to him that afternoon, was one compact and entirely unassigned “Damn!” The word must have had some gratifying quality, because he repeated it. Or perhaps my father once. He wondered if the young fool had any idea of what he had drawn in this tragic lottery called marriage. The one through which she had come and Gosse had entered behind her. "Hope to. "Slip on the handcuffs," cried the thief-taker.
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