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The night before they made McClintock's Ruth and Spurlock leaned over the rail, their shoulders touching. You would rather live like the scum of the earth, in that little brown hovel you call a house, in bourgeois paradise. No, I don't, either; because——" "Well, Winny?" "I don't know what I was going to say," she added, in some confusion; "only I'm sorry you were born a gentleman. One comes at last to the step from dreams to reality. Sheppard, you mean, Sir," interrupted his wife, ironically. The moment she entered the room and he rose, she felt that she was immediately consigned to the circle of strangers; and it emptied her heart of its joy and filled it with diffidence. “It’s still a marvel to me that we are to be forgiven,” she said, turning. Stop! we must shut the door, or they'll catch us.
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