Or, better still, put all my clothes in the trunk. Analysis would come later, when the primitive conscience, satisfied, would cease to dominate his thought and action. The general did what he might to hush it up, and paid handsomely to manage it, I daresay. She could have traded it for gold nuggets and lived like a queen for a few weeks, but she did not. Surely she could ignore him. Were such a thing to happen again, I'd never let Mr. Wood, glancing angrily at her husband.
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