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Gerald was conscious of that sliver of irritation again at mention of the name. " "If he had only been my father!—McClintock!" "God didn't standardize human beings, Ruth; no grain of wheat is like another. “A ballot-box, you know,” he said, “is very largely just a box. Don’t stand gawping, man. " Ruth spread out the ruffled skirt, sundrily torn and soiled. He upset some one —probably Mr. ” John approached Lucy, handing the bouquet to her. He looked like the shadow of himself—thin, feeble, hollow-eyed—his beard unshorn—nothing could be more miserable.
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