‘That’s just it. But one day he came to me. “But your sister?” he asked. ’ ‘How do I know that?’ demanded Jack. She slipped into bed and struggled to stay awake until she heard Cathy and Larry 14 stirring. He thought, too, of the fretful invalid who lay in the next room to his, whose money had created his business and made his position in the world. \" She tended to watch television very infrequently. Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. As she did so, the ruffles to the jacket of her riding habit fell away, exposing livid blue bruises about her wrist, ugly in the light of day from the window at their back. There was no disgust in Ruth's heart, only an infinite pity; for only the pitiful understand.
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