Do you hear me, Sir? Won't you stir!" "Not a step," replied Langley, gruffly. She cried for hours but would not scream as her mother was packed into a marble coffin. And yet to Spurlock it was only the title of a story he would some day write. She read beautifully because the fixed form of the poem signified nothing. So Ruth returned to her room and sorted the books and magazines the doctor had loaned her, inspected the titles and searched for pictures.
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