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It was a hoax, it was the
only thing possible, until she heard Cathy say, “Let me
hold those for you. ”
She was silent for a time, with her nose on the pillow, and that brought her to:
“What’s the good of pretending?
“I love him,” she said aloud to the dim forms of her room, and repeated it, and
went on to imagine herself doing acts of tragically dog-like devotion to the
biologist, who, for the purposes of the drama, remained entirely unconscious of
and indifferent to her proceedings. For what could be more ironical
than for Howard Spurlock to see himself grow famous under the name of Taber?
The ambrosia of which he had so happily dreamt!—and this gall and
wormwood! He stood up and rapped his pipe on the rail. Sheppard, bitterly.
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