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This charming episode was repeated three times. ‘Now I see why you’re marrying this woman, Hilary. You might even tire of me by then, you know. He had been dreaming of Ruth—an old recurrency of that dream he had had in Canton, of Ruth leading him to the top of the mountain. ‘Come, Jacques, mon pauvre,’ she uttered, and reached for the lad again, hardly aware of the muted sounds of running feet and much banging and crashing beyond the secret door. And it’s no good pretending there is one when there isn’t. His gangling body was clothed in rusty twill trousers and a long black seersucker coat, buttoned to the throat, around which ran a collar which would have marked him the world over as a man of the Word. " "You do not remember me, I dare say," observed the stranger. Smith obeyed. Something about the girl had suggested an idea.
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