“She wasn’t sane, my wife. Either you have had to love people or hate them—which is a sort of love, too, in its way—to get anything out of them. . No blowzy barmaids for him to-day: an American bar-keep to whom he could tell his troubles and receive the proper meed of sympathy. From his wallet he brought forth a yellow letter. Ah!" he exclaimed, as his eye fell upon a small knob in the wall, "there's the spring!" He touched it, and the door flew open. It was not an affair of the conscience; it was vaguely based upon insolence and defiance.
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