" "I should like to satisfy myself on that score," rejoined Wild, drily. "I could almost forgive the wretch the injury he did me in depriving me of my poor dear wife—No, not quite that," he added, a little confused. I love you more. It is foolish, she murmured to herself, foolish. “I can sing the songs ‘Alcide’ sang, and in the same style. She would be healthy, too, and vigorous.
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