A white man, wandering about the streets of Canton at night, was a challenge to such a catastrophe. “I wonder,” she said, “why one writes him sentences like that? It’ll have to go,” she decided, “I’ve written too many already. To find the incentive! But how? Thither and yon the idea roved, seeking the way. "I leave this bowl for you," he cried, returning it to the landlord untasted. " "Mr. " "Don't say anything about it, dear Mrs. That is why I have dyed my hair, that is why I have abandoned my rôle of ingenuèe and altered my whole style of dress. My poor Hoddy! I had to talk harshly, or break down and have hysterics. ” She gazed at him. While he thus vented his rage, the door again opened, and Quilt Arnold rushed into the room, bleeding, and half-dressed. He was like a man beside himself.
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