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Richard Vandermarck

CHAPTER XXIII
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I know I am ungrateful and abominable." Still he did not speak.

His very lips were white, and his hand, when I touched it, did not meet mine or move.
"You are angry with me," I cried, bursting into a flood of tears.

"Oh, how you ought to hate me.

Oh, I wish we had never seen each other.

I wish I had been dead before I brought you all this trouble.


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