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Taking his new purchase under his arm, Jack proceeded to a small tavern in the same street, where, having ordered dinner, he went to a bed-room to attire himself. Then she fell into a fever of remorse for the habit of bad language she had acquired. ‘This from a man who calls himself my friend. I had not seen the courtyard in many years and I was happy to dream of those times. Wood's dwelling,—a plain, substantial, commodious farm-house. Caliban sarch ebery hole in de place, but Shack no dere. Strike the gag, Blueskin. And in these crowded four weeks, what had she learned? That all horizons were lies: that smiles and handshakes and goodbyes and welcomes were lies: that there were really no to-morrows, only a treadmill of to-days: and that out of these lies and mirages she had plucked a bitter truth—she was alone. In spite of God and wasps and her father, she had stolen plums; and once because of discovered misdeeds, and once because she had realized that her mother was dead, she had lain on her face in the unmown grass, beneath the elmtrees that came beyond the vegetables, and poured out her soul in weeping.

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