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Once more he begged; but as Ruth only repeated her sharp command, he spun about and raced toward the jungle. “This life is killing me! Oh, it is dull, dull, dull!” Suddenly an idea seemed to strike her. There was a mad musician, seemingly rapt in admiration of the notes he was extracting from a child's violin. In the beginning was afraid; but after the first several cases, I had only pity. She must be beautiful, but beauty is only the beginning.
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