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He leaned forward, and looked into the eyes of the woman he loved, and it seemed to him that she sang back to him with a sudden note of something like passion breaking here and there through the gay mocking words which flowed with such effortless and seductive music from her lips. So long as he lived, Spurlock knew that in fancy he would be reconstructing that scene between himself and Ruth's father. And, if you'll give me such a smack of your sweet lips, Miss, as you've just given Thames, I'll take myself off in less than no time. Lonesomeness isn't my worry. Died short, I suppose, and the girls had to shift for themselves. Bird and have come hither.
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