It seemed to show a want of affection, to be a deliberate and unmerited disregard, to justify the reprisal of being hurt. His arm entered the round window of the white haze of her vision, his wrist spouting blood in currents, dripping on the stone floor. ’ ‘What husband?’ ‘Precisely. "Ah! but," said I, "there's a great deal in being hanged.
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