So Ruth took another step toward her destination, which we in our vanity call destiny. “Perhaps that is only sleeping,” he said. You denied it at the time—but unfortunately I have proof. She learned that she could orgasm four or five times in a day as they toyed with each other and slept entire days afterward without feeling a single pang of guilt. You speak as one injured—as though I had been the one to take your name—as though you had been the one to make sacrifices. Remember what the conjuror said. Her heart was beating with quite unaccustomed vigour, her hands were hot, she was conscious of a warmth in her blood which the summer sunshine was scarcely responsible for. When you send for me I shall come back. Sometimes I tremble, Anna, to think how near I came to passing through life without a single glimpse, a moment’s revelation of this greatest and most awful of mysteries, the mystery of primaeval nature. He had made it even easier by walking up the steps instead of taking the elevator.
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