The figure of the girl upon it in plain black dress, standing with
her hands behind her, was an undeniable and astonishing likeness of herself. As the Wastrel played, Spurlock knew that the man saw
the inevitable end—death by drink; saw the glory of the things he had thrown
away, the past, once so full of promise. “Yes. "Ali Baba, in a blue-serge coat!… God-forsaken fool!"
CHAPTER XIII
One day Ruth caught the patient's eyes following her about; but there was no
question in the gaze, no interest; so she pretended not to notice. Her eye met his four inches away, and his was glaring,
immense, and full of resolution, a stupendous monster of an eye. He had been
reading Belfort Bax, and declared himself a convert.
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