One can't help being jealous, you know, even of an unworthy object. “Fearful old fogey! I can’t imagine any sister of yours putting up with him for a moment. "Pick up that blade, Nab," vociferated Wild, finding himself hotly pressed, "and stab him. "You've perjured yourself. Very well, then. CHAPTER V At dinner the spinsters invited Ruth to sit at their table, an invitation she accepted gratefully. ” “Damn!” he remarked at the defaced letter; and, taking a fresh sheet, he recopied what he had written.
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