“How fortunate I am, Miss Pellissier! All day I have been hoping that I might run across you. I felt suddenly I understood you—as an intelligent person. In a moment his grasp grew weaker. Poor Ruth: for a father, a madman; for a husband—a thief! Spurlock rocked his body slightly. I had dreamt of the olive grove beyond the courtyard I had once been fascinated 198 with as a boy.
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