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"Was I out of my head?" "Yes. “Tut, tut!” he said. His manner was deferential, even eager. Madman that I am to be so!" "Help!" shrieked Mrs. Utter silence answered him. Passing the old rectory, and still older church, with its reverend screen of trees, and slowly ascending a hill side, from whence he obtained enchanting peeps of the spire and college of Harrow, he reached the cluster of well-built houses which constitute the village of Neasdon. Ruth and Spurlock separated, the one embarrassed, the other utterly dumfounded.

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