Gerald, I mean, not Madame Valade. That person advanced towards him. She had gone into Morgan's one afternoon for a bag of salt. The eyes left him, searching beside the chair for her cane. "I could almost forgive the wretch the injury he did me in depriving me of my poor dear wife—No, not quite that," he added, a little confused. Like a river swollen by many currents, it gathered force from the various avenues that poured their streams into it. Would to God I had.
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