"I suppose I was mistaken," returned Gay. I tore the marriage certificate from his pocket and burnt it. The will to live had returned. And a broken picture that was torn when I hit him with it. Love, obliterated, annihilated; out of his heart and out of his Bible. “Really? Like 37 who?” “Corinne Carver, for one. I do not intend to allow you to forget. Remember! not a word!" So saying, he huddled the mantle over Wood's shoulders, dashed the lantern to the ground, and extinguished the light.
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