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"There," cried Jackson, closing the book and rising, "that'll do. ā€˜I doubt very much whether they are yours at all. It numbered nine, and four of these were women students. There was still in his heart that fierce anger which demands physical expression; but he had to consider Ruth in all phases. "'Sdeath! do you trifle with me, sirrah?" cried Rowland fiercely. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food. Upon what this instinct was based she could not say; she was conscious only of its insistence. What brings you here?ā€ ā€œIā€™m here to see my uncle.

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