For in life there is but one hour: an epic or an idyll: all other hours lead up to and down from it. I believed I was strong enough to go on in silence; but I'm human like everybody else. "He can't escape. Where the stuff came from was always a mystery. Once more he was the searcher. Bought the freedom of a sing-song girl; and all the while you knew you'd have to tote the girl back. The poor fellow's half smothered.
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