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I felt somehow I’d hurt you. It feels like too much gold-dust clutched in one’s hand. Once more he begged; but as Ruth only repeated her sharp command, he spun about and raced toward the jungle. He asked me to watch Mr. "Hush!—come hither, and I'll tell you. She saw its depraved eyes, but worse were the glittering teeth as it smiled. Why should I?” “At last,” he murmured, “at last I have found you. Someone had thoughtfully wrapped a bit of tissue paper round the electric bulb. “You may go on with that work,” he said, “so long as you keep in harmony with things at home. So I undertook to protect her by keeping love out of her life, by crushing it whenever it appeared, obliterating it. I am a thing to be used.
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