“But I am at singing-pitch. Don’t go back into Victorian respectability and pretend you don’t know and you can’t think and all the rest of it. " "You astonish me," said the stranger, in a voice full of emotion. In the subdued light she could not tell whether he was asleep or awake. Ruth drank in these intellectual controversies, storing away facts. “Wild horses—not if they have all the mounted police in London—shan’t keep me out. Heaven forbid. You have grown into my life. Romance! The romance of passing faces, of wires that carried voices and words to the far ends of the world, of tremendous mechanisms that propelled ships and trains! And, oh the beautiful books! She swiftly knelt upon the floor and once more gathered the books to her heart. ’ He scratched his chin as if he thought about it, but covertly kept a careful study of what he could see of her face.
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