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“It’s very late. “Thanks to you. She’s so embarrassed about it that she only wears one-piece swimsuits when she tans outside. "Ruth?" "Hoddy!" she cried. Besides, he might hear things. “I’m sorry Mister McCloskey! I was out seeing my boyfriend!” He stared at her concernedly. "What is it?" "Can't you see? Together, down there; you and I!… As my wife! Both of us, never to be lonely again!… Will you marry me, Ruth?" As many a wiser woman had done, Ruth mistook thrilling eagerness for love. Why had he kissed her? What had led him into that? Neither love nor passion— utter blankness so far as reducing the act to terms.
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