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You must forgive the poet’s license I take. Presently he reached out and laid his hand upon Spurlock's motionless shoulders. “Let us escape,” she said. ” The strain in her face was visible as she tried to remember. It could not be a legal marriage. Impassive by nature and training, he was conscious to-night of a strange sense of excitement, of exhilaration tempered by a dull background of disappointment. “But the thing is, I want a job. ” “But is that really so?” said Ann Veronica. The whole neighbourhood was disturbed. She regarded the young man coldly.
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