His voice propelled her to cry even harder, so hard that she began to laugh behind her tears. Confound this slavery of sex! I am a man! I will get this under if I am killed in doing it!” She scowled into the cold blacknesses about her. It was a gray day in the spring of 1910. He was holding the ring to the light, and narrowly examining the inscription.
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