If you had arrived ten minutes later, or if there hadn't been an iron bar in the chimney, that hindered my progress, I should have been beyond your reach. It was she who had come out from the flat only a few minutes before. The mortal youth in him, then, was fascinated, the thinker, the poet; from all sides Ruth attacked him, innocently. “It—it—must come,” she faltered. I’ve seen him, and he doesn’t a bit understand.
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