“He is one of our guests—perhaps I should say boarders here, but he seldom returns before dinner-time. It isn’t what I have been but what I am. This laughter released something that had been striving for expression—her own natural buoyancy. Battle, murder, and sudden death—and an old chap like McClintock tuning his piano in the midst of it. Little by little, she stopped hating him. As he stood upon the bridge, he held down the light, and looked into the profound abyss.
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