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"He is dying?" whispered Ruth. Can you afford to give this time? There are your own affairs to think of. Yet the smoke was curling upwards in a faint innocent-looking cloud to the ceiling. But she did not talk readily, and in order to say something she plunged a little, and felt she plunged.
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