Her aunt did not object to capital punishment or war, or the industrial system
or casual wards, or flogging of criminals or the Congo Free State, because none
of these things really got hold of her imagination; but she did object, she did not
like, she could not bear to think of people not having and enjoying their meals. In this hour its
colossal selfishness never occurred to him. “I gave your name. That was odd: when young
people were joyous, they had to express it physically. ’
‘Damnation!’
‘What the devil ails you?’ demanded his friend, striding forward. Wood; "that's the surest way!"
"No! no! give it me!" vociferated Wood, snatching the pistol, and rushing to the
door, against which he placed his back. He was normal now, and the coat was only
a coat.
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