Rain started to pummel the roof of the pavilion, which coalesced into sheets and rumbled to the cement below. His manner, however, was as stern and haughty as ever, and his glances retained their accustomed fire. ‘Ain’t enough as my bed is took, my sheets all bloodied, and my gin took for to waste on that fellow’s wound. “Love should be enough, John, but it never is.
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