“It’s Ennison, isn’t it?” he exclaimed. You know nothing of life, nothing of its dangers, nothing of its possibilities. I was in hopes you'd be content with my hat and wig. To return was impossible,—to raise himself certain destruction. You will stop at once. But there was no feeling of remorse; there was only the sensation of exaltation. Somehow.
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