"You think our sex has no feeling, I suppose, Sir," cried Mrs. " "Only three days," reiterated the widow, "three short short days,—and then all is over. ‘What do you mean?’ Gerald grinned. Put out your hand and bid me God-speed. We pretend we never think of everything that makes us what we are.
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