Every house-top, every window, every wall, every projection, had its occupants. No doubt they've all been rejected; but he couldn't throw them overboard. How plainly he could see the patch of garden in the summer sunshine and the white hollyhocks nodding above the picket fence! ***** Ruth sat waiting for the half hour, subconsciously.
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