“Don’t think so,” Drummond answered. Well-balanced, sane, wasn’t I? You never heard anyone call me a madman? I’m pretty near being one now, and it’s her fault. Stanley, standing up with a sudden geniality and rubbing his hands together. Weeks hurled past, weeks that turned into months. The room was reeling, or was it that she was going to faint? She recovered herself with a supreme effort.
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