Already he was dramatizing Ruth, involving her, now in some pearl thieving adventure, now in some impossible tale of a white goddess. ‘I feared as much. I’m starving. “I had lunch very late to-day, and I did not get home in time for dinner. You've caught the colour and the life. She ran her gaze over him, and allowed her eyelashes to flutter down. Sheppard let fall her basket. The violence of the collision nearly threw him backwards, and caused him to swerve as he sprang. Sheila bellowed, a great wail of a sound from deep in her belly, flinging her tremendous weight towards him. "Tom," continued Kneebone, calling to the shop-boy, "don't go home.
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