Or, if you must take off my clothes, don't dash cold water on my head. And, while the turnkey was busy with the keys, she whispered to the black, "Follow him, Caliban. Ruth did not reply, but stared past the doctor, her eyes misty. The young lady—if she had come in here at all—had vanished. We middle-aged fools and we old fools can no longer dream.
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