The ambitions of his life, and they were many, seemed to lie far away, broken up dreams in some outside world where the way was rough and the sky always grey. In his muscular pudgy hand was a photograph, frayed at the corners, soiled from the contact of many hands: the portrait of a youth of eighteen. The boy had all kinds of opportunity; but it's the old story of father making it too easy. He doesn't resemble you at all. There would be no mercy in this man. He moved to one side, bowing and gesturing to the door. She was to be a Corsair’s Bride. "And the will?" he said, with forced calmness.
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