So Ruth took another step toward her destination, which we in our vanity call destiny. ” “Yes, but men;” said Ann Veronica, plunging; “don’t you want the love of men?” For some seconds they remained silent, both shocked by this question. ” They went on for a time without another word. He knocked at the door. The shouts, yells, and groans which they uttered, and which were echoed by the concourse in the rear, were perfectly frightful. She made up her mind in the train home that it should be a decisive crisis. The carpet was a quiet drugget and not excessively worn, and the bed in the corner was covered by a white quilt.
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