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He reminds me of a slave I once had in Rome with those sullen dark eyes and that wistful pout. ’ That arrested her. At second hand it would be unendurable. ’ He sighed elaborately. You keep on coming truer, after you have seemed to come altogether true. Their subsequent conversation is outside the scope of our story. It was dawn: Cathy would soon be off to the restaurant and Larry off to paint a house. Promise me. The idea of Ruth as a talisman against misfortune—which he now recognized as a sick man's idea— faded as his appreciation of the absurd reasserted itself. Entering the house, he found himself in a narrow passage leading to the back stairs. Though scarcely two hours past midnight, it was perfectly light. When I have traversed the streets a houseless wanderer, driven with curses from every door where I have solicited alms, and with blows from every gateway where I have sought shelter,—when I have crept into some deserted building, and stretched my wearied limbs upon a bulk, in the vain hope of repose,—or, worse than all, when, frenzied with want, I have yielded to horrible temptation, and earned a meal in the only way I could earn one,—when I have felt, at times like these, my heart sink within me, I have drank of this drink, and have at once forgotten my cares, my poverty, my guilt.
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