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I do not think that I have the Bohemian spirit at all. One of your aunts died, I believe, and the other removed to London. A solemn consideration, when I enter a great city at night, that every one of those darkly clustered houses encloses its own secret; that every room in every one of them encloses its own secret; that every beating heart in the hundreds of thousands of breasts there, is, in some of its imaginings, a secret to the heart nearest it!' … It kind of terrifies me," said Ruth, looking up, first at the face of her husband, then at McClintock's. "Without proper medical care, he would have been dead by morning. Well, I was all for dragging in Bow Street there and then, and getting the pair of those fraudsters thrown in gaol.
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