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Finding all attempts at conversation with his companion in misfortune in vain, Wood, in order to distract his thoughts, looked up at the gigantic structure standing, like a wall of solid darkness, before him. If ever the denouement came—if ever the Hand reached him—Ruth would then understand why he had rebuffed all her tender advances. Blue haze had settled beyond the black silhouettes of trees, graduating to the deep violet that began the night sky. A small brickbat was thrown, which struck Jonathan in the face.
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