She did not question or analyze the craving; she took the plunge joyously. “Well, because I don’t see any reason why I shouldn’t. Probably he has something to say and can't say it, or he writes well about nothing. Then a light seemed to break in upon him. “You remember our first meeting?” “Yes,” he answered hoarsely. Henry Clay, thirteen cents in Hong-Kong and two-bits in that dear old New York. But he was not a father one could make much of. He was by no means certain that she would not in fact attempt to blow off his head as she had threatened.
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