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This isn’t the place. You see, I’m separated from my wife. I think I know where I am puzzling you now——” “Then for Heaven’s sake be merciful,” he exclaimed. Monsieur Valade heaved a gusty sigh, and Gerald, with heavy diplomacy and a forced heartiness of manner, turned the subject. Then she put more coal on, piled it over the ashes, and stood once more upright. She thought of an old abandoned barn that she could inhabit further downriver, but shrugged off the idea in disdain. He was six blocks away from his home, a ten story building apparently made solely of glass. She even thought that perhaps she might come to love him, in spite of that faint indefinable flavor of absurdity that pervaded his courtly bearing. It comforts him when he is most forlorn. They may be modified and printed and given away--you may do practically ANYTHING with public domain eBooks.
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