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Sometimes it seemed to him that he was an impostor: that Ruth believed him to be one Howard Spurlock, when he was only masquerading as Spurlock. And yet, she would be easy prey in her present state of mind to any plausible, attractive scoundrel. " "The pianist?" "Yes. Barring that the Valade fellow had sneaked back. She began to read, and presently she entered another world, and remained in it for two hours. Are these folks your current foster parents?” “Yes. “It’s the spring,” he said. Please don’t let any one know that. I—listen. Then her fingers moved. “Go on!” she commanded. Spurlock was invariably at the high desk in the early morning, poring over ledgers, and giving the beach and the stores an occasional glance. ’ Gerald dropped down to join her just as her hand came up, clutching the handle. The unpleasant oily chill of fever overtook her body, and she watched in horror as Sebastian carried her to his bed on his shoulder like a sack of flour.
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