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‘My God!’ he said, ‘I’ll go after them and kill him. "Mrs. ’ Gerald shrugged. "Well, gentlemen," rejoined Wood, mildly; "since Mr. His invalid wife and her money had been only the thin thread that held his life together; beaded on that permanent relation had been an inter-weaving series of other feminine experiences, disturbing, absorbing, interesting, memorable affairs. A single false step might have precipitated him into the street; or, if he had trodden upon an unsound part of the roof, he must have fallen through it. But she does not resemble you in any other way. Abruptly, Gerald turned. His business has thriven; legacies have unexpectedly dropped into his lap; and, to crown all, he has made a large fortune by a lucky speculation in South-Sea stock,—made it, too, where so many others have lost fortunes, your humble servant amongst the number—ha! ha! In a word, Sir, Mr. What is it? Good God!” An unhappy little smile parted her lips. ” Ennison’s voice shook a little. Was that it? Had she clothed this unhappy young man with glamour? Or was it because he was so alone? She could not get through the husks to the kernel of what really actuated her.
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