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“It is a night of endings,” she murmured to herself. "Oh, nothing—nothing," returned Mrs. The afternoon was her own; but from eight until midnight she sat beside the patient. The sing-song girl, seeing Ruth, extended her hands and began to chatter rapidly. She would just have to show up and hope for the best. ’ Gerald gazed at her without expression.
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