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Sometimes—a lonely forlorn child—she had gone to him and put her arms around his neck. He was fast rising to an eminence that no one of his nefarious profession ever reached before him, nor, it is to be hoped, will ever reach again. So Ruth returned to her room and sorted the books and magazines the doctor had loaned her, inspected the titles and searched for pictures. Her first impulse was to fly to the window; and she was about to pass through it, at the risk of sharing the fate of the unfortunate lady, when her arm was grasped by some one in the act of ascending the ladder from without. ” She had a moment of sheer panic at the thing she had done. For all that she was of exceptional intellectual enterprise, she had never yet considered these things with unaverted eyes. “This ain’t no place for you.
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