Poor Ben was not so fortunate. “You mean to tell me” he said, “that you have a lover? While I have been keeping you! Yes—keeping you!” This view of life he hurled at her as if it were an offensive missile. The South China will be dropping to a dead calm, and I want to use canvas as much as I can. He spent the evening telling her stories of Greece as she sat in front of a roaring fire. His looks were fixed on his old benefactor. He, for his part, was trying to grasp the series of unexpected reactions that had so wrecked their tete-a-tete. “Forgive me,” he said. But why did he turn away? "Wait!" Ruth called to her father.
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