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“That was a moment of madness,” she said. I stole away and walked to the railway station. The confirmed drunkard's mouth at length sets itself peculiarly; it becomes the mark by which thoughtful men know him. ‘Bête,’ she flung at him. ‘Let go!’ ‘Do you take me for a fool?’ Gerald demanded. The likelihood is that I shan’t see the wench again.
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