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He carried a cane and a silk hat with a mourning-band in one gray-gloved hand; his frock-coat and trousers were admirable; his handsome face, his black mustache, his prominent brow conveyed an eager solicitude. She screamed as she saw that their throats had been ripped out and their dead eyes bulged with horror as their heads lolled from mere strings of sinew and flesh. My opportunities have been immense, and my failure utter. Anna failed in her painting, our money was gone, and she was forced to earn her own living. He might call her wife, but she refused to give him his wedding night.

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