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" "Where?" "At Yale. The Dawn Pearl! To be with her constantly, with no diversions to serve as barricades! Damn McClintock for putting this thought in his head—that Ruth loved him! He flung himself upon the beach, face downward, his outflung hands digging into the sand: which was oddly like his problem—he could not grip it. As she drew off her skirt she felt something in the pocket, and remembered the letter which the commissionaire at the Carlton had given her. When Mr.
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