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But there is need for the proof that I am me, and that is what I look for. To Ruth the thought of Hartford no longer projected upon her vision a city of spires and houses and tree-lined streets. "Come along, Blueskin. "Hist!" exclaimed Jack. It belonged to his father, and was worn by him on the night he was murdered. Other phrases returned now, like echoes.
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