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" He offered cigars, and Ruth got up. One day it was gone. Earles himself stood upon the threshold of his sanctum, the prototype of the smart natty Jew, with black hair, waxed moustache, and a wired flower in his button-hole. She felt that there was a hidden meaning under his words.
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