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One cannot successfully argue with a drunken man. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. Having read the three first verses of the impressive service appointed for the burial of the dead, he returned to the church, whither the coffin was carried through the south-western door, and placed in the centre of the aisle—Mr. “I’m five years older than you, and no end wiser, being a man. Marry, come up! I'm not so easily deluded. ’ *** It must have been fate, Gerald decided, near an hour later, staring intently at the closed French windows on the raised alcove that led out to the terrace.
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