" "Spare him! spare him!" cried Mrs. “I suppose you could at least tune it for us if you know how to play. ‘Go on, Gerald. “Certainly. “So you still think of me as husband, even though we have long since tired of each other. ” It was a tiny little room, daintily furnished, individual in its quaint colouring, and the masses of perfumed flowers set in strange and unexpected places. "I wonder if you will understand what this kindness means to me? I am so terribly wise—and so wofully ignorant!" CHAPTER XII The doctor shifted his books and magazines to the crook of his elbow.
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