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“Fred,” he said, “do you remember taking me to dinner at the ‘Ambassador’s,’ one evening last September, to meet a girl who was singing there? Hamilton and Drummond and his lot were with us. She is no longer mine; she is yours. The Jew got in first. She had tasted freedom now, and so far she had not felt the need of protection. ‘But do you think I can blame you for this, Marthe?’ ‘I blame myself. "Granted it were as you say, Jack," said Wild;—"and I sha'n't take the trouble to contradict you—the estates would be yours hereafter. It was a brief solitude, however. She had finally managed to start breaking him down. ‘This is altogether insupportable!’ She dug a hand into the recesses of the petticoat of her riding habit and a moment later Gerald found himself once again confronting the barrel of her overlarge and tarnished pistol.
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