As a dog eats grass. CHAPTER III. If nothing else had clinched that, the purse had. “It is part of the irony of life,” he said. Then came the cable that you were in Canton, ill, but not dangerously so. Disappointment flickered in Gerald’s chest, and he did not hesitate to speak his mind, unable to help a reproachful note. I was sorry for what I did afterwards; for, I don't know why, but, poor, lady! with her pale face, and black eyes, she reminded me of my mother.
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