You may not know it, but it's easier to find a guy that's gone far than it is when he lays dogo in little old New York. Ruth met him in the hall as he was following his family into the dining room. Over an old crazy bedstead was thrown a squalid, patchwork counterpane; and upon the counterpane lay a black hood and scarf, a pair of bodice of the cumbrous form in vogue at the beginning of the last century, and some other articles of female attire. "I've won, after all. I'll be with you in a jiffy. She donned her fuzzy slippers and traipsed downstairs, the welcoming smell of coffee beckoning her, the sound of Looney Toons music barely audible from the television set. He was always word-building, a metaphorist, lavish with singing adjectives; but often he built in confusion because it was difficult to describe something beautiful in a new yet simple way. "You're wanted.
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