Her Weight in Gold by George Barr McCutcheon
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was a green light in his eyes.
Eddie was silent for many minutes. "And if she SHOULD die, where do I come in, or get off, or whatever is the proper thing to say in the circumstances? It wouldn't be fair to me, General Gamble. You know it wouldn't. It would be a damned outrage. Here am I, a devoted lover, eager to make her happy--to MAKE HER LAST MOMENTS happy ones, mind you, and you sit there and deny her the consolation of--" "All's fair in love, my boy," said the General blandly. "Rats!" "Martha wasn't strong enough to stand the excitement. It was like a sudden and frightful change in the weather. Her constitution couldn't fight it off." "Constitution? Good Lord!" "We ought to make allowances, my boy." "I am in no position to make allowances. Are these doctors any good?" "The best in New York City." "And the nurses? Everything depends on good nursing." "They are real Canadians." "General, up to the time I was eleven years old I said my prayers |
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