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Gerald swore. She would never love him as she loved Capes, of course, but there are grades and qualities of love. That handsome, finely drawn face belonged to a soul with clean ideals. ” Mrs. ” “How dull you are,” the lady remarked. " The object of this discussion sat motionless. ” “Well?” “Lunch! I am hungry—tragically hungry. If he laid his own suspicions boldly before the girl, and in the end the boy came clean, he would always be haunted by the witless cruelty of the act. Her mind developed into savage wrath at the present conditions of a woman’s life. Mercifully, John had been sick for two of the three days of Thanksgiving week, giving her reprieve from both his presence and the machinations of Katy Pfister, who was always less active on days when he was not around. Having disposed of his steed and swallowed a glass of brandy, without taking any other refreshment, he threw himself on a couch, where he sank at once into a heavy slumber. That's how I finally got wind of it.
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