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His throat filled; he wanted to weep. His diminutive hand flew out from behind his back like a wounded bird. She was vehemently impatient—she did not clearly know for what—to do, to be, to experience. "And I want to thank you, too," supplemented Ruth. It is like some accident. "No, no, Sir," replied Ireton.
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