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"To be lonely! What is physical torture, if someone who loves you is nigh? But to be alone … as I am!… yes, and as you are! Oh, you haven't told me, but I can see with half an eye. As she approached the corner of the Avenue the blond, no-hatted man in gray flannels appeared. Suspending his labour on Jack's appearance, the man demanded his business. The intoxicating sense of novelty had given place to a more business-like mood. Through yet another doorway she observed an ancient silk brocade loom. Ruth loved him. Never had he been so intrigued. He saw the flames burst from the windows, and perhaps in that maddening spectacle suffered torture equivalent to some of the crimes he had committed.
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