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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. Why should she? she asked rebelliously. Had he been sick in the mind when he had done this damnable thing? It did not seem possible, for he could recall clearly all he had said and done; there were no blank spaces to give him one straw of excuse. " "Write him," urged Spurlock, finding speech. ‘How in God’s name did the wretched fellow get in then?’ ‘Dug a tunnel?’ suggested Gerald, halting next to a pair of French windows at the front. " Spurlock lowered his voice. Wood lifted up his hands in mute despair. ” He could feel a small bump where he knew a cavity of smooth flesh should reside.
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