Ah, no, I have it wrong. One cannot trust any man at all. Hell's curses! that after all my precautions I should be thus entrapped. Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. “John, did those roses cost a fortune?” “Like I’m going to tell you!” “Oh, John, they were so pretty, but they must have cost an arm and a leg, and you should be saving for college. It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac. I should as soon think of trusting a woman. “Your success here is absolutely meteoric. He embraced her small body in his arms, kissing her forehead over and over. She rested her head upon his shoulder. The coolies proceeded at a swinging, mincing trot, which gave to the suspended seat a dancing action similar to that of a suddenly agitated hangingspring of a birdcage.
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