"Oh, Miss Pat!" she cried in an ecstasy. "I've made good, and I can write to Bruce and tell him!",
Etwald rose to his feet and stretched out a menacing hand.,
"Well, no, major, I can't say that he was. In fact," added Etwald, with the air of a man making a simple statement, "I hated him!".
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