'" "Let me see," cried Jack, snatching the paper, and eagerly perusing the advertisement. Give me the keys and the light. " Ruth did so, but without any particular fervour. They smelled good, but they no longer smelled like food. The Night-Cellar XVIII. She regarded him coldly, as though wondering whether he had anything further to say.
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