’ He stopped suddenly, dismay creeping into his face. "I'd rather have given a thousand pounds than this had happened. . " "I imagine I've been in a kind of trance. You owe what I have done for you, to him, not to me. "May come!—it will come!—it shall come!" cried the carpenter, shaking his hand menacingly at him. ’ ‘Oh, is he?’ Gerald said grimly. Below the window he saw two coolies carrying a coffin, which presently they callously dumped into a yawning pit. I’m not a lovesick boy.
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