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Wild. . But that other world, in spite of her resolute exclusion of it, was always looking round corners and peeping through chinks and crannies, and rustling and raiding into the order in which she chose to live, shining out of pictures at her, echoing in lyrics and music; it invaded her dreams, it wrote up broken and enigmatical sentences upon the passage walls of her mind. . , like to forget all about it—even their names. For ten years I've been trying to go home, but my conscience will not permit me, I hate the Orient. " Ruth spread out the ruffled skirt, sundrily torn and soiled. ” “You remembered. ” “Nothing that one wants.
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