You will torture yourself and torture her all through life; but in the end she will pour the wine of her faith into a sound chalice. There is a place—This isn’t the place. She could hardly remember his face except for his brown hair, thick lips, and narrow dark eyes. But you! Why the devil did you marry her? That's the thing that confounds me. He removed his cockaded hat, putting it down between them as he sat at the other end, placing himself at an angle and, crossing his legs, leaned back at his ease, his eyes fixed on her face. Who could say that the two weren't in collusion? When a chap like Spurlock jumped the traces, cherchez la femme, every time. Perhaps because I don’t know.
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