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"Look at him!" Ruth looked. “It isn’t fair. Spurlock was basically a poet, quick to recognize beauty, animate or inanimate, and to transcribe it in unuttered words. ‘What happened, ma’am?’ enquired Gerald gently. “May I hear?” “It really isn’t much to tell,” Drummond answered.
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