“I’d rather go as a chorus-girl,” she said. " With no little effort—for the right words had a way of tumbling back out of reach—he marshalled his phrases, and as he uttered them, closed his eyes to lessen the possibility of a break. “My brother’s room when he comes home. He could scarcely blame her. Several men and women were piled there like wood, dead, horribly gored. Life is morality—life is adventure. She was faint from hunger, her head spinning into dizziness, the blood madness readying for battle. I have a different game to play; and it'll be your own fault, if you don't come off the winner.
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