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‘I can’t think how I’ve tolerated myself all these years. Whisky kills him suddenly; it does not sap him gradually. “It is the same man, Annabel,” she said. " "So have we all. “My husband and all his friends are fools, and the life they lead is impossible for me. And Ann Veronica walked beside him, trying in vain to soften her heart to him by the thought of how she had ill-used him, and all the time, as her feet and mind grew weary together, rejoicing more and more that at the cost of this one interminable walk she escaped the prospect of—what was it?—“Ten thousand days, ten thousand nights” in his company. She took it for granted Ann Veronica wore stays—mild stays, perhaps, but stays, and thought no more of the matter. I would even have taken a place as waitress in a tea shop. "My name will only be remembered as that of a robber," he mused; "but it shall be remembered as that of a bold one: and this night's achievement, if it does nothing else, shall prevent me from being classed with the common herd of depredators. . "Affairs are not normal in Canton at present. Then a servant girl brought in a telegram. “The rule’s all right, so long as there isn’t a case. Each manuscript was like the other: the same lovely treatment of an unlovely subject.
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