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Mike knocked on the door. “Which one?” “The one whose life you have been making a burden, who has been all the time shielding her sister. ‘And you, my girl, if you’d been born at all, would have been just what you think you are. Spurlock gave his full name and tremblingly inscribed it upon the certificate of marriage. He sat down on the sill of the open window, folded his arms, and stared straight before him for a long time over the wilderness of tiles and chimney-pots into a sky that was blue and empty. . . Never again would he repeat that kiss; but at night when they separated, he would touch her forehead with his lips, and sometimes he would hold her hand in his and pat it. His wife's portrait had been removed from the walls, and the place it had occupied was only to be known by the cord by which it had been suspended. " She kindled with sympathy. The afternoon was her own; but from eight until midnight she sat beside the patient. Given time and the right environment, and he would outgrow these defects.
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