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XXIX. A Master of Fate

coherent speech.

‚ÄúBut‚ÅÝ‚Äîbut‚ÅÝ‚Äîcome; why in God‚Äôs name‚ÅÝ‚Äîwill you throw yourself away on‚ÅÝ‚Äîon such a‚ÅÝ‚Äîyou‚Äôre joking‚ÅÝ‚Äîyou‚ÅÝ‚Äî‚Äù

She motioned him to a chair. He obeyed like one in a trance.

‚ÄúNow, Tom, be calm. When I was a baby I loved you, but that is long ago. Today, Tom, you‚Äôre an insufferable cad and I‚ÅÝ‚Äîwell, I‚Äôm too much like you to have two of us in the same family.‚Äù

‚ÄúBut, Stillings!‚Äù he burst forth, almost in tears. ‚ÄúThe snake‚ÅÝ‚Äîwhat is he?‚Äù

“Nearly as bad as you, I’ll admit; but he has four thousand a year and sense enough to keep it. In truth, I need it; for,

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