“I saw him stagger and sink down, and the pistol was smoking still in my hand. The shops were lighting up into gigantic lanterns of color, the street lamps were glowing into existence, and she had lost her way. ’ Lucilla Froxfield laughed gaily. Wild will hang me. Sure, I lose one occasionally—if he stays in New York.
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