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That handsome, finely drawn face belonged to a soul with clean ideals. "You read it, Ruth. It was for ever. You have betrayed me. “It is possible,” Courtlaw said, “that you too were deceived. McClintock, without comment, accepted the hand. I fancy that this is a little more than playing at Bohemianism. He then unfolded his choice and held it before her face. " "Perhaps I read of it somewhere. But the crowning glory of Jonathan, that which raised him above all his predecessors in iniquity, and clothed this name with undying notoriety—was to come. ” She leaned against the back wall of the place, sinking slowly. But still she knew they were not right, and at times they became a horrible obsession as of something waiting for her round the corner.
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