It was then for the first time she remembered that she had said nothing to her sister of the man in the hospital. He tasted like cinders and ash, but not of smoke. He would never be able to figure out that: all these miles from Cuba, and you could get a perfecto for thirteen cents. ” And to that, through vast rhetorical meanderings, she clung. But all these hours, trying to teach the child wariness toward life, and the moment his back was turned, this! He was, perhaps, still dazed by the inner revelation—his own interest in Ruth.
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