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One morning he caught her hand suddenly and kissed it. When I went I was refused admittance. “No, I administered poisons to you according to the ancient tradition. ‘Yes, dear Nan, a flirtation. These passers-by who touch us but lightly and are gone, leaving the eternal imprint! So long as she lived, Ruth would always remember that embrace. He panted for a moment with unuttered replies, and then, with a scornful gesture, got up and left the cell. ‘Caught her sneaking after that Valade fellow. Yet he stays. He fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him, whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss.
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