Ruth was at that stage where the absorption of facts is great, but where the mental digestion is not quite equal to the task. His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. His pipe hung dead in his teeth, but the smoke was dense about him. Having seen him heavily ironed, and placed in the Condemned Hold, Jonathan recrossed the street.
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