And yet—such is the buoyancy of youth—within a fortnight he began his first novel, pretending to himself that it was on Ruth's account. “Listen, Annabel,” he said hoarsely. There is no need of your friend to kill you, imbecile, because I shall do so this minute. I’m sorry.
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