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Stratton-Porter, Gene, 1863-1924

"Michael O'Halloran"

I'll never get over regretting that I didn't finish
what I started to do; but I'd scarcely touched her in her life. She always
was so pink and warm, and that awful whiteness chilled me to the soul. I
wish I had driven, forced myself! Then I could defy James with more
spirit. That's what I lack--_spirit!_ Maybe this trip to the swamp will
steady my nerves! Something must be done soon, and I believe, actually I
believe he is thinking of doing it! Pooh! What _could_ he do? There isn't
an irregularity in my life he can lay his fingers on!"
She rang for her maid and cancelling two engagements for the evening, went
to bed, but not to sleep. When she was called early in the morning, she
gladly arose, and was dressed in Leslie Winton's short skirts, a waist of
khaki, and high shoes near enough her size to be comfortable. Her bath had
refreshed her, a cup of hot coffee stimulated her, and despite the lack of
sleep she felt better than she had that spring as she went down to the
car. On the threshold she met her husband.


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