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The doctor's smile is singular; there is no other smile that reaches the same level. Every now and then something familiar in her tone, the poise of her head, the play of her eyes startled him. "I thought it best that you should imagine him. He went in and leaned, panting, against one wall. "Your son," replied Jack,—"your miserable, repentant son. Shrinking involuntarily back into the farthest corner of the seat, Jack buried his face in his hands. She was particularly charmed by his theory of friendship. Ruth will be a gold mine for a man of your peculiar bent. Come up stairs, and take a glass of brandy.
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