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" In the living room Spurlock's glance was constantly drawn toward Ruth; but in fear that she might sense something wrong, he walked over to the piano and struck a few chords. Miraculously, her schoolmates were so upswept in their own summer planning that they had no time to interrogate her. Once in the room, the door locked, the sense of loneliness had dropped away from her as the mists used to drop away from the mountain in the morning. But I am here. It was the same Bios whose nature and drift and ways and methods and aspects engaged them all. Her bald head had swollen on her shoulders, puffy with fresh blood that ringed her mouth. Lights gleamed from the lower rooms, and, on a nearer approach to the building, the sound of revelry might be heard from within.
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