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Little by little the pool cleared, the whims vanished: so that both Ruth and the doctor, by the middle of the third week, began to accept Spurlock's actions as normal, whereas there was still a mote or two which declined to settle, still a kink in the gray matter that refused to straighten out. "What's that?—Jack's voice!" "It is," replied her son. “Were you ever in love, aunt?” she asked. ‘Eh bien, Eugénie. That dress is thirty years old, if a day. It might be that the boy had taken one drink too many, or someone had given him knock-out drops. When I heard about Larry I was going 159 to call you, I was, but, well, there is no excuse, is there? I acted like I was afraid of you, afraid that I liked you, so I ignored you like a coward. " "I know you'll contradict it, Sir," said the widow, looking at Wood as if she dreaded to have her fears confirmed,—"I know you will. Besides, there's something odd about the boy; for, though I questioned him pretty closely concerning his business, he declined answering my questions, and said he could only deliver his message to her ladyship. So I ran away, blindly, knowing nothing of the world outside. Then he went on: “—and, indeed, to most of the established things in life is, frankly, unsatisfactory. ’ He laughed.
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