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“I am sick of it. There was no need of sowing suspicion when he wasn't really certain there were grounds for it. ” “But, my dear Peter!” said Miss Stanley. She could now see to read; so she stirred the manuscript about until she came upon the first page. Wild in his own domain. He had plugged along, if not happy, at least with sound philosophy. “I believe so. ” “All right. "Well, you never can tell," he continued, lamely. " "It matters not. ” The man smiled at him. Wood, who appeared to be collecting her energies for a terrible explosion, "in the hope that they may prove acceptable. "Do you call this frantic glee happiness?" "It's all the happiness I have known for years," returned the widow, becoming suddenly calm, "and it's short-lived enough, as you perceive. He then arose, and, taking a few turns in the chamber, stopped suddenly before her. I expect Mr.
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