The car ride to the new movie theater, a multiplex, was brief and harrowing. Get you gone. We'll be upon the ban-dogs before they can shake their trotters!" And the alarm was sounded more loudly than ever. What would happen to her? Would her soul be shaken, twisted, hypnotized?—as it had been those other times? Music—that took out of her the sense of reality, whirled her into the clouds, that gave to her will the directless energy of a chip of wood on stormy waters. Ruth could not be told now.
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