" "She has suffered enough for you," said Wood. " "And you married me, knowing?" "I married the man who bought a sing-song girl to give her her freedom. She was quite unconcerned. “You must send for the police at once, you know. The candle was shaking in his hand as Ruth appeared in the doorway. This spike is more than half cut through. She had pushed aside her azure veil, taken off her snow-glasses, and sat smiling under her hand at the shining glories—the lit cornices, the blue shadows, the softly rounded, enormous snow masses, the deep places full of quivering luminosity—of the Taschhorn and Dom.
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