Not a breath was drawn. Wood the carpenter. But there was no feeling of remorse; there was only the sensation of exaltation. He’s the sort of johnny who wouldn’t care about having a sister-in-law on the loose. The acid of this incertitude had disintegrated his nerve; and in Canton had come the smash.
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