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"But don't wait for me, Sir Cecil. On the mantelpiece in front of her was a note addressed to her in Annabel’s handwriting. His scent was like sweet perfume in her state, like the sweet smell of infants. He got up. Here was Ruth Enschede—sick of love! Love—something the world would always keep hidden from her, at least human love. One marked difference between the poor outcast, who, oppressed by poverty, and stung by shame, had sought temporary relief in the stupifying draught,—that worst "medicine of a mind diseased,"—and those of the same being, freed from her vices, and restored to comfort and contentment, if not to happiness, by a more prosperous course of events, was exhibited in the mouth. ’ Chapter Ten ‘I am come on a mission of some delicacy, ma’am,’ Gerald said calmly to the old lady. ’ A gleam of rare humour slid into Charvill’s chest. I won’t try.
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