‘I can’t tell you the times I’ve wished for a gun to point at Hilary’s head. "I don't know his name. There were seven tales in all—short stories—a method of expression quite strange to her, after the immense canvases of Dickens and Hugo. " O'Higgins produced his wallet. The doctor smoked his pipe thoughtfully. She realized dimly that there was no personal thing behind his cry, that countless myriads of Mannings had “My God!”-ed with an equal gusto at situations as flatly apprehended.
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