“Ruin me? For what? Posterity? How could you ruin me, Lucy? What on earth are you talking about?” He got up and began to pace the room. A male voice, vibrant with terror, yelled out hoarsely. " "It wasn't the fumes of whisky that toppled him out of his chair.
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