Profligate women are never reclaimed. “Why on earth did you TELL me?” he cried. His wife's portrait had been removed from the walls, and the place it had occupied was only to be known by the cord by which it had been suspended. Old farmhouses loomed as they whizzed by, left behind in the gray like mourners. "Oh! that was all, was it?" said the turnkey, quietly reseating himself. He glanced up.
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