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Perhaps I deceived you about it. He was a small, dark, reserved man, with a large inflexiblelooking convex forehead, and his wife was very pink and high-spirited, with one of those chins that pass insensibly into a full, strong neck. A wave of pity went over him—pity for the patient, the girl, and his friend. It did not occur to her that they at least had found a way of earning a living, and had that much economic superiority to herself. Her words, as she said them, seemed to her to mean nothing, and there was so much that struggled for expression. “Have you ever seen Annabel with him?” she asked. His name is John. Sheppard, with a faint smile and a doubtful shake of the head, as Wood drew her to a seat beside him, "for I've had my full share of misery. “I am convinced you haven’t thought this out,” he went on. My wife—killed me.
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