He was not addicted to monologue, and the only audible comment he permitted himself at first upon a universe that was evidently anything but satisfactory to him that afternoon, was one compact and entirely unassigned “Damn!” The word must have had some gratifying quality, because he repeated it. “What’s the objection?” “I suppose she ought to know?” said Gwen to her mother, trying to alter the key of the conversation. ” “You gave it him well. ’ ‘I shall stop him,’ declared the old lady furiously. He did not love Ruth. The bliss had lasted one hundred and forty years, far more than an entire mortal lifetime. “Great Scott!” he exclaimed huskily. Gosse sagged under the impact, knocking over the card table, and falling to sit, half stunned, the discharged pistol flying from his slackened grasp.
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