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I next proceeded to Jenny Bunch's, the Ship, in Trig Lane—there I got the same answer. Ruth obeyed, not willingly, but because there was something hypnotic in the authoritative tone. I’ve accustomed myself to think of you— as if you were like every other girl who works at the schools—as something quite outside these possibilities. I followed you home on the train. No matter what happened, whether the road smoothed out or became still rougher, he would always be carrying this secret with him; and each time he recalled it, the rack.
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