“It is part of the irony of life,” he said. From midnight until morning he was now left alone. She felt her forehead repeatedly break out in a light sweat. “Well?” he asked her tersely. " "Look at it, then," said Wild, giving him the portfolio. But it was only when that damned scoundrel nearly spitted you in the chapel—’ He broke off and, to her intense satisfaction she saw he was not as much in command of himself as he would have her believe.
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