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" "So it is, child. The Night-Cellar XVIII. ‘If you love me, you will say it, or else I will blow off your head. To dream and to labour: to you, my labour; to Ruth, my dreams. He smiled at Ruth as she turned away from the bed, smiled with both his mouth and eyes; and she knew that here would be a man of heart as well as of science. Spurlock, filled with self-mockery, sat in a chair on the west veranda.

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