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"Yes, my angel, to her—rest her soul! She extorted it from me, and bound me by a solemn oath to fulfil it. “I’m covered. Twice Spurlock went to Copeley's—twenty miles to the northwest—for ice and mail. I am a pauper, and as yet I have not discovered how to earn money. He's rewriting Poe and De Maupassant; and that stuff was good only when Poe and De Maupassant wrote it. Bitte!. His bodily suffering, however, was nothing compared with his mental anguish. " In the living room Spurlock's glance was constantly drawn toward Ruth; but in fear that she might sense something wrong, he walked over to the piano and struck a few chords. Aroused by the sound of the church bells, he resolved, at whatever risk, to attend Divine service. “Nothing so base. .
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