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She could hardly speak to me; she insisted relentlessly upon a separation. Once more he begged; but as Ruth only repeated her sharp command, he spun about and raced toward the jungle. Contrasted with the confused movement and presences of a Fabian meeting, or the inexplicable enthusiasm behind the suffrage demand, with the speeches that were partly egotistical displays, partly artful manoeuvres, and partly incoherent cries for unsoundly formulated ends, compared with the comings and goings of audiences and supporters that were like the eddy-driven drift of paper in the street, this long, quiet, methodical chamber shone like a star seen through clouds. The joke of it is that he’s married to her now, and cuts me dead.
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