“There is no—Good God!” he exclaimed. "When is he to suffer?" she demanded, fixing her large black eyes, which burnt with an insane gleam, upon him. It was on the night of the Great Storm that I found him. She married my Dad in a small ceremony down at City Hall. She could not realize what she saw. At length, when he saw no escape from the inevitable, he took the four title pages from the manuscripts and typed new ones, substituting Taber for Spurlock.
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