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" Enschede stepped into the proa, and the natives shoved off. Sometimes it seemed to him that he was an impostor: that Ruth believed him to be one Howard Spurlock, when he was only masquerading as Spurlock. How long wilt thou forget me, O Lord? for ever? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me? She came upon the Song of Songs—which had been pasted down in the Enschede Bible—the burning litany of love; and from time to time she intoned some verse of tender lyric beauty. ‘En tout cas, it is not up at all, but down. ’ She sighed. In an instant the expectant calm of Westminster was ended, and the very Speaker in the chair blenched at the sound of the policemen’s whistles. “What ought you to do?” He began to produce his knowledge of the world for her benefit, jerkily and allusively, and with a strong, rank flavor of “savoir faire. Somebody tricked you back yonder—baited you for spite. And here he was, but a hundred yards away, this wastrel who trailed his genius through the mud. Ramage—about the forty pounds.
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