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“A lady, Dunster. "
As Jack made no reply, the woman proceeded. He glanced out of the window, looked back at the major and grasped the handle
of the door. “So I see that you have become content with your
hardscrabble existence, your week-to-week survival, your
Martin Chen!”
“Who?”
“Your limp-wristed lover!”
“Um. Hogarth,"
remarked Jack, dejectedly. Good night! God bless you!"
Upon this, there was a great shaking of hands, with renewed apologies and
protestations of friendship on both sides; after which Mr. Taber. He
could not kiss Ruth because the acquired conscience—struggling on its way to
limbo—made the idea repellant.
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