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Long and steadily gazed the man; and then he shuddered—shuddered as if he had just received some fearful solution of the problem near his heart. And I shuddered also—in pure sympathy with what I could not fairly understand. At length he spoke; but with bated breath, and in tones so low, so deep, so solemn, that it seemed as though a dead, and not a living man, gave utterance to the sounds: "Lara! Lara! Ah, Lovely! would that I had gone then—that I were with thee now!" and he relapsed into silence. (Summary by P.B. Randolph)]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/72254186</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 May 2026 21:24:33 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://dts.podtrac.com/redirect.mp3/api.spreaker.com/download/episode/72254186/tom_clark_and_his_wife_the_rosicrucian_s_story_p_b_randolph.mp3" length="135431145" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>P. B. 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