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He pulled down a chair to her left. ‘I will fight to the death, if it needs. . He claimed me for his wife, and showed to every one a marriage certificate. . "Thus," replied the prize-fighter. The doctor paced the room half a dozen times. But—but how?’ ‘Can you write?’ Gerald asked, digging into one of his capacious pockets and bringing out a leather ring purse. The longing to talk to someone! But in the end she had gone to her room without giving in to the craving. Her complexion was wan and faded, except where it was tinged by a slight hectic flush, that made the want of colour more palpable; her eyes were large and black, but heavy and lustreless; her cheeks sunken; her frame emaciated; her dark hair thickly scattered with gray.
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