The Widgett mental furniture was perhaps worn and shabby, but there it was before you, undisguised, fading visibly in an almost pitiless sunlight. That there would eventually be a lover Ruth knew; and she waited his appearance upon the scene, waited with an impatience which was both personal and literary. The sense of publicity, of people coming and going about them, kept them both unemotional. ‘I’ll wager that militiaman never rode the animal, then. He was so horny that he could probably make love to a tree.
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