Digital heart book

] "I
cannot bear to dwell upon our assets. They simply
don't show up. Even THIRTEEN STAR, as sound a
line as can be produced upon this coast, goes
begging. The wreck has thrown a blight on all we
ever touched. And where's the use? God never made a
wreck big enough to fill our deficit. I am haunted
by the thought that you may blame me; I know how I
despised your remonstrances. O, Loudon, don't be
hard on your miserable partner. The funny-dog
business is what kills. I fear your stern rectitude
of mind like the eye of God. I cannot think but what
some of my books seem mixed up; otherwise, I don't
seem to see my way as plain as I could wish to. Or
else my brain is gone soft. Loudon, if there should
be any unpleasantness you can trust me to do the
right thing and keep you clear. I've been telling
them already how you had no business grip and never
saw the books. O, I trust I have done right in this!
I knew it was a liberty; I know you may justly
complain, but it was some things that were said.


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