Jackson’s. ’ ‘Do you indeed?’ rejoined the old lady, twinkling at him, and urging him towards the door. She was suddenly very aware of the room, the television still blaring, and the chill in the air. Without her, it was lonely. It is all very complex. ” He did not move. He had been dreaming of Ruth—an old recurrency of that dream he had had in Canton, of Ruth leading him to the top of the mountain. I ought to have gone long ago.
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