I’m damaged goods. At a turn in the road, he perceived Winifred looking anxiously towards him, and when she discovered him, she waved her hand. “You know,” he went on, “this doesn’t seem to me to end anything. There’s no logic in these things. As he stood upon the bridge, he held down the light, and looked into the profound abyss. It had ceased raining, but the atmosphere was moist and chill, and the ground deluged by the recent showers. There was no one stirring in the flats. You know not in what dark places my life has been cast; with what crimes it has been stained. She succumbed to cancer of the breast at age forty-three, it was slow and wasting.
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