If it came at all, it was as fleeting as the girl's smile. Spurlock was no longer a man before this instinct; he was a child in trouble. That might happen on her birthday—in August. " "Oh. It reminded her viscerally of her subhuman status, stripped away of the pretenses of art, intellect, and nicety. " "But I'm a poor man. Saint Giles's Round-house XIII.
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