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“When they tap the roof,” she said, in a voice of authority, “you are to come out. How old are you?’ ‘I have nineteen years, and it is quite unimportant. “Will you tell me what all this is about?” said Capes. “The other too if it is within my power. He spent a good deal more money and time than he could afford upon the little room at the top of the house, in producing new lapidary apparatus and new microscopic accessories and in rubbing down slices of rock to a transparent thinness and mounting them in a beautiful and dignified manner. ’ He stopped suddenly, dismay creeping into his face. There must be real Valjeans, else how could authors write about them? Supposing some day she met one of these astonishing creators, who could make one cry and laugh and forget, who could thrill one with love and anger and tenderness? Most of us have witnessed carnivals. In the pause a door could be heard opening and closing on the landing up-stairs. “You are very kind,” she said hesitatingly, “but I don’t remember—I don’t think that I know you, do I?” “I am afraid that you do not,” he admitted, with a smile which he meant to be encouraging. Ruth did not reply, but stared past the doctor, her eyes misty.
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