He was leaning against a window frame, his hat in his hand. To Ruth the thought of Hartford no longer projected upon her vision a city of spires and houses and tree-lined streets. ‘What?’ Roding snapped, coming quickly to tower above the window seat. "She is my lawful wife. I certainly didn’t mean to kiss you. Water sprung from the corners of the school roof, turning it into a gigantic fountain. Instead had come this storm, this shouting, this weeping, this confusion of threats and irrelevant appeals. His glances were hard to disguise as he scanned her periodically during class.
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