‘She wormed it out of me, the little fiend. " "That is to say, you wish you had let me die?" "That was the thought. She walked for a mile or more recklessly, close veiled, with swift level footsteps, though her brain was in a whirl and a horrible faintness all the time hovered about her. " "It matters not what I think," replied Wild.
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