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The idea of Ruth as a talisman against misfortune—which he now recognized as a sick man's idea— faded as his appreciation of the absurd reasserted itself. He had been ill; no matter about that: he recollected every thought that had led up to it and every act that had consummated the deed. . " Here she began to blubber loudly for sympathy. “Don’t know me, eh? I like that. "No," replied Jonathan, with a brutal laugh. He was tall, slender, and suave. I hate myself!” She collapsed to the floor, sobbing. He had shaved his side-whiskers and come over in flannels, but he was still indisputably the same person who had attended Ann Veronica for the measles and when she swallowed the fish-bone.
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