But I vowed that Ruth should never suffer the way I did—and do. It seemed to emanate from the back of the house. Not us. You understand me, Charcoal. 13 with a latchkey went humming lightly up to her room. What was the objection? She found it impossible to look her own diffidence in the face. I would have married her long ago, but she will not have me.
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