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THE FIFTH STRING
Quickly he left the theater and sought his hotel.
A menacing cloud obscured the wintry moon. A clock sounded the midnight hour.
He threw himself upon the bed and almost sobbed his thoughts, and their burden was:
"I am not great enough for her. I am but a man, I am but a man!"
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