"What then did you do?" He looked in vague pain all round the top of the room and drew his breath, two or three times over, as if with difficulty. They went on together, Cranly repeating in strongly stressed rhythm the end of the refrain: And when we are married, O, how happy we'll be For I love sweet Rosie O'Grady And Rosie O'Grady loves me. She was young, untried, nervous: it was a vision of serious duties and little company, of really great loneliness. It is either this or war of extermination: Wars of extermination, engaged in by people pursuing commerce and all industrial pursuits, are expensive even against the weakest people, and are demoralizing and wicked.
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