But not finding it, he had again recourse to the bludgeon, and began beating the hand fixed on the upper rail, until, by smashing the fingers, he forced it to relinquish its hold. "What do you want with me?" "A word in private," replied the other. Why am I here—thirty years of loneliness? Because I know women, the good and the bad; and because I could not have the good, I would not take the bad. ‘Thanks to him, Hilary and I nearly had our heads blown off. She addressed him in a tone of puzzlement. ‘Ah, well, we’ll check the back and then go home.
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