“Hey sis!” He cried drunkenly. "The glass never sinks in that way, d'ye see, without a hurricane follerin', I've knowed it often do so in the West Injees. He followed. The odds were astounding and yet he had it bad. He heard me; but he never came in to ask what was the matter. ‘You were his daughter. It’s my other side of the moon. Horrible doubts assailed her.
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