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For some time he could not stir, but felt sick and exhausted. "Are you a poltroon, after all?" "That's it! I ought to have died that night!" "Or is there a taint of insanity in your family history? Alone and practically penniless like yourself! You weren't even stirred by gratitude. You simply can't get good oil down there, so I must husband the few drams I carry. "Those tears will do you good. With a cry of triumph, he rose, the sword hilt grasped in his fingers, the point swishing up towards her. "Yes … but dreadfully tired. It did not cheer or fortify him with false courage and recklessness; it simply enveloped him in a mist of unreality.
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