He had been dreaming of Ruth—an old recurrency of that dream he had had in Canton, of Ruth leading him to the top of the mountain. On the way, he hired a chair with a couple of stout porters, and ordered them to follow him. ‘I only wish I might have won her confidence. Here again the clothes were minus the labels. What is the matter with you?” Dunster had withdrawn discreetly.
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