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. ‘Kill him? Oh. With me behaving as if everything was infinitely matter-of-fact, what could he do? And just then Heaven sent old Manningtree—I didn’t tell you before of the fortunate intervention of Manningtree, did I? He was looking quite infernally distinguished, with a wide crimson ribbon across him—what IS a wide crimson ribbon? Some sort of knight, I suppose. There’s no sense in morality, I suppose, unless you are fundamentally immoral. CHAPTER IV. She would write to Gerald.
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