‘You are the one that I have met in London. He made the universe on those lines. She read beautifully because the fixed form of the poem signified nothing. If she kept on, would she make it out of the door? Then what? He could come after her before she could reach the secret passage. He would repeat them innumerable times, and patiently Ruth would repeat her answers.
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