Ruth sighed; Spurlock stood up and drew his hand across his forehead as if awakening from a dream. It was like pouring a strong acid over dulled metal. "But I'll yet disappoint you. The mortal youth in him, then, was fascinated, the thinker, the poet; from all sides Ruth attacked him, innocently. “I trust,” he said, “that you will recognize the justice of these conditions.
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