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And she was lost--and yet I breathed. But not the breath of human life; A serpent round my heart was wreathed. And stung my every thought to strife.
"All very fine for you blokes to go fetching out your arguments about right and wrong, and all the rest of it," broke in the young fellow, with a subjective petulance which seemed to size up his Ego. "But what do you think of a man working for a slant to do a thing that's bound to send him to hell straight? Well, that's me. I'll tell you how I came to be in this perdicament."