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His face was wreathed in smiles, his beringed hand was cordially outstretched. I made Hainault’s acquaintance, stood him drinks, lent him money. It would be an ice storm by midnight if it did not let up. Why, is the question I would like answered. Mrs. No matter how often she came across this phase in love stories, there was never anything explanatory: as if all human beings perfectly understood. Why do I want him so badly? Why do I want him, and think about him, and fail to get away from him? “It isn’t all of me. The struggles of the wounded man were desperate—so desperate, that in his agony he overset the table, and, in the confusion, tore off the cloth, and disclosed a face horribly mutilated, and streaming with blood.
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