It was a refusal of expediency, he said, and not an absolute refusal. "Oh! you men! you men! Once get a thing into your head, and nothing will beat it out. For yonder went the loneliest man in all God's unhappy world. Oh, what’s his name? It’s on the tip of my tongue. Her mouth dry, she made her feet walk on, not daring to utter a word.
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