” “May I put you in a hansom?” he asked, lifting his stick. There were doorways to peer into, dim cluttered holes with shadowy forms moving about, potters and rug-weavers. Loving was self-forgetfulness, pure delighting in another human being. Wood, popping her head through the window. Spurlock sat limply, his arms hanging.
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