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But for Ruth, he, Howard Spurlock, might have ended upon the beach, inescapably damned. Was that it? Had she clothed this unhappy young man with glamour? Or was it because he was so alone? She could not get through the husks to the kernel of what really actuated her. They give themselves airs, but so it is. Leonardo he was my—’ ‘Don’t say it,’ Gerald cut in hoarsely. ‘I do not know him. Promise me one thing before I leave you. After we have got the Vote and are recognized as citizens, then we can come to all these other things. ” They loitered under trees, they sat on mossy banks they gossiped on friendly benches, they came back to lunch at the “Star and Garter,” and talked their afternoon away in the garden that looks out upon the crescent of the river. To Spurlock's observing eye, Enschede's wrinkles multiplied and the folds in his clothes.
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