Had he come to see her to find if she needed something? No. Her knees were trembling, her whole frame was shaken with sobs. What marriage really meant (aside from the idea of escape), Ruth had not the least conception, no more than a child. The books slid from her arms and fluttered to the floor. And if you mean that he may have reconciled himself with his own father, you waste your breath. “What have you done to yourself?” he muttered. Was that it? Had she clothed this unhappy young man with glamour? Or was it because he was so alone? She could not get through the husks to the kernel of what really actuated her.
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