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"Do not despair, my sweet soul," said Wood, in a soothing tone. My husband, he is cruel and wicked, and—and entirely undistinguished. “Experte credo. He hasn't found himself, as they say. Anyway, I only smoke occasionally. But he was destined to have every tide of feeling awakened—every wound opened. ‘Don’t concern yourself. But his glance roved, to the door through which Ruth had gone, to Enschede's drooping back. To be ill and helpless. Lassitude?” “I suppose so.
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