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. " He had now gained the high road. The person caught hold of his arm, and, in spite of his efforts to disengage himself, detained him. The vestry door opened to the mews behind, and not to Golden Square. Spurlock stared at Ruth across the rim of his bowl. His cheeks were puffy, and his eyes blood-shot. Parbleu, but she was a fool.
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