’ ‘Damn you, I should have beaten you,’ Gerald swore, holding fast to his corner of the little square of linen. Robbed of their prey, the fury of the mob became ungovernable. I said to myself at once, ‘Either this is a coincidence or the caper sauce. In a little while—to-morrow—all these tender, beautiful emotions will pass away, and I'll become what I was yesterday, a cynical, miserly old spinster. ” Ennison hesitated for a moment.
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