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Everywhere else—the law, medicine, the Stock Exchange—prejudice bars us. I knew it. Hours were spent in preparation for the event. It was a dark mysterious place, and what it was used for no one exactly knew; but it was called by those who had seen it the Well Hole. A phase of mental activity that men called courage: to summon at will this energy which barred the ingress of the long cold fingers of fear, which cleared the throat of stuffiness and kept the glance level and ever forward. "I knew his poor mother, and for her sake I'll not see this done," cried John Dump. "Drink your peg; don't bother about me. He had let go his name so easily as that! What was the name she had given? Ruth something; he could not remember. At length, about an hour before dawn on the second day—Sunday—having spent the early part of the night in watching at the gates of the robbers' sanctuary, and being almost exhausted from want of rest, she set out homewards. She had never felt so acutely the desire for free initiative, for a life unhampered by others.
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