She fought him with tooth and nail. ‘You did not find Gosse, that is seen, but—’ ‘Gosse? Gosse? Who’s this here Gosse then?’ ‘He is the Frenchman of whom I told you. . "I'm glad to find I'm right. I trust you will not accuse me of discourtesy if I express my pleasure that henceforth our ways will lie apart. Here was Ruth Enschede—sick of love! Love—something the world would always keep hidden from her, at least human love.
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