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She told me the tale the other night, and I've only elaborated it. "He is dying?" whispered Ruth. There was a recurrence of fever, but nothing alarming. McClintock had brought from Penang three mangosteen evergreens; and, wonders of wonders, they had thrived —as trees. I should feel that I had been obliged to find some one else to fight my battles for me. These things did not harmonize with his conception of the forthcoming (if unavoidable) interview. I care for you. ‘You have every right to be angry with me. Had he been trying to stop the grim descent, and had he dimly perceived that perhaps a fine deed would serve as the initial barrier? A drunken idea—a pearl in the midst of a rubbish heap.
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