I wrote three letters yesterday and tore them up. " "Nor any one else in his senses," rejoined Wood, with a laugh. She gazed steadily out of the window at that arc of glittering lights. The man’s hand flashed out, but immediately afterwards an oath and a cry of pain broke from his lips. "It was the story of a man, so to speak, who had left his vitals in his native land and wandered strange paths emptily. But he wrote on.
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