"Wretch!" cried Jack. But the great point was still unaccomplished. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. Her slender throat was encircled by a black riband, with a small locket attached to it; and upon the top of her head rested a diminutive lace cap. But those days are over—quite over. No, I thank you. But she doesn’t and won’t divorce me.
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