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“Your father,” he said, “remarked that all’s well that ends well, and that he was disposed to let bygones be bygones. Every moment or two he bent over his patient. He folded the garments carefully and replaced them on the chair. They were standing face to face now upon the hearthrug. Don't you understand? Back among your own again, and only a few of us the wiser. The Wastrel wiped the blood from his forehead. Look at the poor victim at your feet. Apparently he had projected beyond his table some hypnotic thought, for it had held him all through the dining hour. Some day I shall come back, and I will show you on canvas the things which have come to me up here amongst the eternal silence. ” She wondered how much history she could reinvent before losing track of her own lies. Oh, yes; of Ruth herself he knew much; but the more he mulled over what he knew, the deeper grew his chagrin.
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