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Ruth could not be told now. If he could keep it up—style and calibre of imagination—within a year the name of Taber would become widely known. He turned his back on that temptation. Too much, perhaps. He certainly bore inspection. Some one had once, in his hearing, called him a prig. They sat down at the dining room table which seemed empty and 259 huge in the stark, white-walled room.
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