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But I have never seen America. As the Wastrel played, Spurlock knew that the man saw the inevitable end—death by drink; saw the glory of the things he had thrown away, the past, once so full of promise. The challenge gave her courage. Ennison stood by her side. But this time she wanted nothing for herself: she wanted something for Hoddy—success. He was perhaps forty-five years of age. But we smirk a little, I’m afraid, habitually when we talk to you. He went in there, and he was in there for a good half hour.
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