] CHAPTER VIII Slowly Ruth entered her own room. ’ For a moment or two there was dead silence in the parlour. “The life of a private secretary is positively one of slavery. ’ ‘People are silly. Ha!" exclaimed the stranger, as shouts and other vociferations resounded at no great distance along the thoroughfare, "not a moment is to be lost. Others who have done, have found you false. ” “She wanted to become a vampire. ‘A devil is just what you are. The big gray spaces of London, the shop-lit, greasy, shining streets, had become very remote; the biological laboratory with its work and emotions, the meetings and discussions, the rides in hansoms with Ramage, were like things in a book read and closed.
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