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The hope that had been suddenly kindled in the youth's bosom was as suddenly extinguished. Bach?” They unanimously said yes. Oh, the beautiful books! Romance, adventure, love stories! She gathered up the books in her arms and cuddled them, as a mother might have cuddled a child. He groaned, much to Melusine’s relief. Somebody may be on the watch—perhaps, that old ginger-hackled Jew. Manning loomed up ever and again into her world, full of a futile solicitude, and almost always declaring she was splendid, splendid, and wishing he could talk things out with her. Before he even glanced at the man on the floor he stepped over to her side and took the poker from her. Always her prayers ended—'And may my beautiful mother guide me!' No. He was sickeningly aroused by their hands as he slipped in and out of consciousness.

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