“You are unjust and quixotic, Anna, you have no right to treat any one as you are treating me. The stranger looked at him as if strongly disposed to chastise his impertinence. He panted for a moment with unuttered replies, and then, with a scornful gesture, got up and left the cell. CHAPTER XXIII. And, if I'd my own way, I'd drown 'em all like a litter o' puppies. Jim is up to the neck in Mahatmas and Theosophy and Higher Thought and rot—writes letters worse than Alice. ’ ‘Must we talk of it? I’m trying to forget it.
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