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I want to give myself to you. "To-morrow night!" said Spurlock, in a wondering whisper. But I am sick of tearing up letters and hopeless of getting what I have to say better said. You never can go back. Below was an uninspiring street, a thoroughfare of boarding-houses and apartments. But about the unknown Englishman she was not so satisfied.

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