One trouble, however, shot its slanting bolts athwart the shining warmth of that opening day and marred its perfection, and that was the thought of her father. It was very much like a real house, with one central stalagmite that looked like a column and a waterfall that served when she wanted to bathe. “His stipend forbade it,” she said, and seemed to fall into a train of thought. I am not angry with you, but with this—this—’ ‘Idiot? Imbecile?’ offered Gerald in a helpful tone. They found Ruth reading to Spurlock, whose shoulders and head were propped by pillows.
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