Title: Opcional

Text: Not a sound, on the way, had passed between us, and I had wondered - oh how I had wondered! - if he were groping about in his dreadful little mind for something plausible and not too grotesque. It would tax his invention certainly, and I felt, this time, over his real embarrassment, a curious thrill of triumph. It was a sharp trap for any game hitherto successful. He could play no longer at perfect propriety, nor could he pretend to it; so how the deuce would he get out of the scrape? Cada párrafo será una prueba.

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