” He made a grand gesture towards the car, his smile broadening. Two souls in travail; one inspired by fresh hopes, the other, by fresh despairs. ” He turned to the waiter, who held a wine-card. His tone changed, becoming a little more moderate. Except for the dull eyes and the extreme pallor of his face, there was nothing else to indicate that he was deep in liquor. Consent to become my wife, and do not compel me to have recourse to violence to effect my purpose, and I will spare your son.
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