The aunt laughed. The road which wound by Westbourne Green, gave him a full view of the hill of Hampstead with its church, its crest of houses, and its villas peeping from out the trees. "I've spoken. I am your husband, though as yet your hand has scarcely lain in mine. You can’t possibly understand!” He began a confused explanation, a perplexing contradictory apology for his urgency and wrath. This species of madness cannot properly be attributed to his illness, though its accent might be. "We've heard coming and going. "I will have it now," rejoined Trenchard, "or our agreement is void. He started toward the dog with the idea of ejecting him, but Ruth intervened.
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