Overjoyed beyond measure at having vanquished this apparently-insurmountable obstacle, Jack darted through the door. I MUST. The day was unseasonably humid and dark, a thick fog having descended over manicured lawns. A man's laced hat,—whether adopted from the caprice of the moment, or habitually worn, we are unable to state,—cocked knowingly on her head, harmonized with her masculine appearance. His hand rested heavily and cruelly upon Ruth's shoulder.
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