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I suppose an intelligent person OUGHT to be interested in political affairs. Women and men had always flocked to him, covetous of his knowledge, his riches, and if all else failed, his carnal expertise. "Steady, old top! What are you going to do?" "The damned scoundrel!" "I told you that child was opal. Celeste he knew. Sheppard, with a laugh that cut the ears of those who listened to it like a razor,—"Do not despair! And who or what shall give me comfort when my son is gone? I have wept till my eyes are dry,—suffered till my heart is broken,—prayed till the voice of prayer is dumb,—and all of no avail.

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