Anyhow, she’s disappeared for some reason or other. He entered it; crossed the room, in which there was only a small truckle-bed, over which he stumbled; opened another door and gained the stair-head. ‘Ain’t no call for you to go a-blaming of yourself. You know nothing of life, nothing of its dangers, nothing of its possibilities.
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