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At any rate, here I am, and here I shall be, twenty thousand feet above all your poison-reeking cities, up where God’s wind comes fresh from heaven, very near indeed to the untrodden snows. " "You will never become that, Ruth. “I wonder,” she began, presently, “why I love you—and love you so much?. He glanced downwards at the impetuous torrent, which he could perceive shooting past him with lightning swiftness in the gloom. The house will be well rid of him, for a more idle, good-for-nothing reprobate never crossed its threshold. ‘Lord in heaven, did I do that?’ exclaimed Gerald remorsefully.
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