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The overnight nervous strain began to tell; she became inattentive to the work before her, and it did not get on. They had shared almost seventy five wonderful years there in nearly utter seclusion before it came time to move on. Every now and then she fingered an ornament, moved a piece of furniture, or rearranged some draperies. It was enough that she witnessed it and could not go to him. “There is some one else whom I care for!” He laughed hardly. Ruth sighed; Spurlock stood up and drew his hand across his forehead as if awakening from a dream. He wondered why she thought love made people happy, and began to talk of the smilax and pinks that adorned the table. Single pearls— Lord knows where they come from!—are always turning up, some of them of fine lustre; but I never set eyes on them. You're easy to please.
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