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’ ‘Very true. For thirty years I have lived alone; but once upon a time I lived among men. Just because she was sorry for that young fool! "Uh-huh," he repeated, rising and bowing as he passed Ruth's table. " "Not utterly," rejoined the other. Now how in the world was he to get rid of the husband? His luck was in. He can come round there. "I beg your pardon," he cried; "but really—ha! ha!—you must excuse me!—that is so uncommonly diverting—ha! ha! Do let me hear it again?—ha! ha! ha!" "Upon my word," rejoined Wood, "you seem vastly entertained by my misfortunes. ’ ‘On the contrary. I pledged my thumb that, dead or alive, I'd pay the wager if I lost; and I should like to be as good as my word. ” It was, Ann Veronica felt, at once absurd and extraordinarily right. Still he looked hale and hearty, and the country life he led had imparted a ruddier glow to his cheek. From his wallet he brought forth a yellow letter. That’s the wonder of it. Now you haven’t the ghost of one—not if you play the game fair.
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