Wild, gentlemen, and the nubbin' cheat. The ring's yours, and you're mine. Here was Ruth Enschede—sick of love! Love—something the world would always keep hidden from her, at least human love. She attacked me with a carving-knife, and, when I had disarmed her, the jade bit off a couple of fingers from my left hand. We can be married tomorrow in Paris.
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