Such moments passed and the wasting fires of lust sprang up again. I find that I really hang back; but I must take my plunge. That was mean of Wells to shoulder him into the square ditch because he would not swop his little snuff box for Wells's seasoned hacking chestnut, the conqueror of forty. It had a funny face but it was very like a man with a beard.
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