Bought the freedom of a sing-song girl; and all the while you knew you'd have to tote the girl back. “You cannot give me ultimatums. “Oh, my dear!” she cried, and suddenly flung herself, kneeling, into her husband’s arms. We come out into the world, some of us—” She paused. “You call yourself an artist— but you have no temperament. My wife—killed me.
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