Dear God, what a beautiful moment!" The fire went out of Spurlock's eyes and the shadow of hopeless weariness fell upon him. As she drew off her skirt she felt something in the pocket, and remembered the letter which the commissionaire at the Carlton had given her. His hat was placed upon one pole, his wig on another. To write under a pseudonym!—to be forced to disown his children! He could not write under his own name, enjoy the fruits of fame should these tales prove successful.
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