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I am afraid because I love you, so that the mere thought of failure hurts. He walked through the misty September night to his rooms. From the first there had always been between her and her listeners that electrical sympathy which only a certain order of genius seems able to create. She turned with an effort. F. Play foul, and win. The dinner was stranger than she had ever anticipated. Ruth, standing by, heard his true laughter for the first time. "Good-bye!" For a moment Ruth was tempted to fling herself against the withered bosom; but long since she had learned repression. Now the doctor had the "feel" that somewhere ahead lay danger.
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