Dead Men Tell No Tales

care. Nothing matters to me but one thing. Now that you know what that is, I hope you’re satisfied.”

It was no way to speak to one’s host. Yet I felt that he had pressed me unduly. I hated myself for my final confidence, and his want of sympathy made me hate him too. In my weakness, however, I was the natural prey of violent extremes. His hand flew out to me. He was about to speak. A moment more and I had doubtless forgiven


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care. Nothing matters to me but one thing. Now that you know what that is, I hope you’re satisfied.”

It was no way to speak to one’s host. Yet I felt that he had pressed me unduly. I hated myself for my final confidence, and his want of sympathy made me hate him too. In my weakness, however, I was the natural prey of violent extremes. His hand flew out to me. He was about to speak. A moment more and I had doubtless forgiven


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