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I don’t. Even in this dread moment Ruth was conscious of a pathetic interest in the scattering pencils. ’ ‘Nonsense, it’ll give Pottiswick something genuine to complain about,’ said Gerald cheerfully, moving to the edge of the trees. But he wrote on. He uttered one word over and over, monotonously: "Fool! … Fool!" But invariably the touch of Ruth's hand quieted him, and his head would cease to roll from side to side. ‘I do not steal,’ declared the lady hotly. This island was the one haven he had; he might be forced to remain here for several years—until the Hand had forgotten him. ” “It gives in a nutshell the miracle of art and the imagination. Nothing else was put in their place, and they remained sotto voce, as it were, in his mind.
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