“Why?” He inquired. And it is not at all his affair. It has been purchased by blood!" "What! have you cut old Wood's throat?" asked Wild, with great unconcern, as he took up the bag. " "Of course—of course," returned Wood, hastily; "anything's better than that. It was a gray day in the spring of 1910. I can’t rest or work or settle down to anything while things are like this between you and me. But heavens, I must pack!” She sprang to her feet and disappeared in the room beyond, from which she emerged a few minutes later with flushed cheeks and dishevelled hair. She, however, had no idea of doing anything of the sort. “I ought to have done anything! “What’s a man for? “Friendship!” He doubled up his fist, and seemed to contemplate thrusting it through the window.
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