" "I'm sorry. You are my wife now and you belong to me. On the left lay the heights of Hampstead, studded with villas, while farther off a hazy cloud marked the position of the metropolis. "Are you his ghost, then?" "No—no," answered Jack. “What is a ballot-box like, exactly?” she asked, as though it was very important to her. She brought Sebastian’s chloroformed rag up to his face with her right.
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