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Sometimes a whole morning would pass without Spurlock uttering a word beyond the request for a drink of water. "A bad girl?" She put the question as she would have put any question—leveleyed and level-toned. He was a civil servant of some standing, and after a previous conversation upon aesthetics of a sententious, nebulous, and sympathetic character, he had sent her a small volume, which he described as the fruits of his leisure and which was as a matter of fact rather carefully finished verse. "Unless you have eaten a Syrian orange," he was always saying, "you have only a rudimentary idea of what an orange is. “I do not know you,” she said coldly. So I've grown hard—outside. " "Well, it's mighty fine of you to break your journey in this fashion—for someone you don't know, a passer-by.
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