Her moods were many and always striking. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. " So saying, he violently shut and locked the door. Red velvet curtains rustled under dim lights as the door shut with a heavy snap. "Devilish strange!" thought he, chuckling to himself; "queer business! Capital trick of the cull in the cloak to make another person's brat stand the brunt for his own—capital! ha! ha! Won't do, though. I wouldn't accept my life from him.
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