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Only promise me to amend—to quit your vile companions—and I will forgive you—will bless you. So Ruth took another step toward her destination, which we in our vanity call destiny. Strange, I shouldn't know him when he called on me. Gray and tranquil world! Amazing, passionless world! A world in which days without meaning, days in which “we don’t want things to happen” followed days without meaning—until the last thing happened, the ultimate, unavoidable, coarse, “disagreeable. And I have seen work by his pupils myself that struck me as being—well, next door to shameful. To be frank with you, I have an affront to requite, which can be settled at the same time, and in the same way with your affair. Here was no crooked soul; a little weak perhaps, impulsive beyond common, but fundamentally honest. We've ridden post all the way, and I'm horribly tired, or you wouldn't have mastered me so easily.
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