. "I have not many days,—perhaps, not many hours to live. She rambles continually about Jack, and her husband, and that wretch Jonathan, to whom, as far as can be gathered from her wild ravings, she attributes all her misery. ‘She’s perfectly right. A spot of colour, brighter than any rouge, burned on her cheeks. ’ ‘Damnation!’ ‘What the devil ails you?’ demanded his friend, striding forward.
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