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F. “I’m not coarse—no! But I’ve got no purity of mind—no real purity of mind. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. " "It'll not need to be repeated, at all events," rejoined Jonathan, looking with a smile of malignant satisfaction at the body. “We were good friends in Paris, weren’t we? You made me all sorts of promises, we planned no end of nice things, and then—without a word to any one you disappeared. "My coat!" Ruth did not move but stared astonishedly at the patient. I can decide for myself.
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