” He rejoiced over this emancipation. That night a grave was dug in Willesden churchyard, next to that in which Mrs. Ashen blonde, a shade that would never excite the cynical commentary which men applied to certain types of blondes. So he liked to go by a different train. ’ ‘And you will not,’ came triumphantly from the cherry lips. But at this, he halted, turning his frowning gaze back on her. His bodily suffering, however, was nothing compared with his mental anguish.
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