‘Moi, je vais vous tuer!’ ‘I don’t think so,’ Gerald said through his teeth. Her husband stared at her over the candle flame. "Von't you hear me?—ough! ough!" demanded Sharples, after a pause. The old lady clearly read his state of mind, for the apparently irrepressible dimple peeped out. Except for a few early ebullitions of passion, natural to a warm and romantic disposition, and leaving no harmful after-effects—ebullitions that by the standards of the higher truth I feel no one can justly cast a stone at, and of which I for one am by no means ashamed—I come to you a pure and unencumbered man.
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