“It’s the spring,” he said. His statement was treated with derision. . “I’d chuck this lark right off if I were you, Vee,” he said. "Damnation!" exclaimed Wild with a snarl, that displayed his glistening fangs to the farthest extremity of his mouth, "I'm not to be trifled with thus. For a time he would be the grim Protestant Flagellant, pursuing the idea of self-castigation. Her eyes were perhaps a little brighter than usual, the firelight played about her hair, there seemed to him to be a sudden softening of the straight firm mouth.
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