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"God forgive me for using such a word!" he cried, in a troubled tone; "if I hadn't yielded to my wife's silly request, this wouldn't have happened!" CHAPTER VII. ’ She grasped the girl’s arm. Give me your staff. “She is marvellously clever,” he said. "I must have dropped it when I took out my note-book. ’ The fury welled. The echo of those kindly words seemed still to ring in her ears. He tried this sentence with expletives. He reached for her, and she struck savagely. The ceiling had, in many places, given way; the laths had been removed; and, where any plaster remained, it was either mapped and blistered with damps, or festooned with dusty cobwebs. At length, when he saw no escape from the inevitable, he took the four title pages from the manuscripts and typed new ones, substituting Taber for Spurlock. Petrified and speechless, he turned an imploring look at Wild, who was himself filled with astonishment at the pile of rubbish lying before him. The mother was far more real to her than the father; the ghostly far more substantial than the living form. I looked up the 261 name Iovelli.
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