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The evenings were dulcet and soft. We leave this room together. "Mother—dear mother!" said Jack, bursting into tears. Not entirely. Humph. In a side-glance—for the floor was variously encumbered with overturned objects—he saw one of his paper weights, a coloured glass ball such as McClintock used in trade. And then this girl had to sweep into and out of his life! He recalled McClintock's comment about Spurlock being the kind that fell soft. He paused at the bamboo curtain of her room, which was in semi-darkness. She had never been there before at that hour, in that light, and it seemed to her as if she came to it all for the first time. His first wife.
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