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"Bury her in Willesden churchyard, as she requested, on Sunday," said Jack. She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. So I am already no longer the girl you knew at Morningside Park. They were going up the slope into Waterloo Station. He saw rifts in clouds—sunshine. Things were thrown here and there, to be taken up, or again cast aside, as the whim arose; while the broken-backed chairs and crazy table bore the marks of many a conflict. He wondered if, after all, McClintock wasn't nearest the truth, that Ruth was one of those unfortunate yet innocent women who make havoc with the hearts of men.
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