"You didn't spend it?" "I never intended to spend it—any more than I really intended to steal it. “Shit happens, John. He carried a cane and a silk hat with a mourning-band in one gray-gloved hand; his frock-coat and trousers were admirable; his handsome face, his black mustache, his prominent brow conveyed an eager solicitude. There was a moment’s breathless and disappointed silence. Her relationship with John had made her the object of desire for scores of teenage boys who had dared not previously think of her in such a way. He ate of the bread with great appetite, and having drunk as much as he chose of the water, poured the rest on the floor. He thanked God for this talent of his. "I disbelieve the whole story you have told me.
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