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It's gin—a liquor you used to like. “Damned Rascal!” he said. "This will be very comfortable. "Yes, my angel, to her—rest her soul! She extorted it from me, and bound me by a solemn oath to fulfil it. Wood, you shan't lord it over me, I can promise you. In spite of God and wasps and her father, she had stolen plums; and once because of discovered misdeeds, and once because she had realized that her mother was dead, she had lain on her face in the unmown grass, beneath the elmtrees that came beyond the vegetables, and poured out her soul in weeping. And Capes was thinking that his wife was a supremely beautiful woman. “Tell me his name,” he said, “and I promise that he shall never trouble you.
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