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“You wouldn’t. " "Nothing," echoed Wood furiously. At any rate, here I am, and here I shall be, twenty thousand feet above all your poison-reeking cities, up where God’s wind comes fresh from heaven, very near indeed to the untrodden snows. There is not a soul in the inn but ourselves. He wondered if the young fool had any idea of what he had drawn in this tragic lottery called marriage. Here she walked more slowly, looking constantly at the notices in the shop windows. You don’t have to live forever to understand that. ” Anna was speechless, but she had presence of mind enough to sit still until she had recovered herself. “By Jove!” he broke out, “one tries to take a serious, sober view. For a few minutes, Darrell seemed to have the advantage in the conflict.
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