A disconcerting gray eye that had a mystifying depth. But his glance roved, to the door through which Ruth had gone, to Enschede's drooping back. “If I sit here,” he said, standing up before her abruptly, “I shall have to shout. She admired his backside as he fetched a blue towel from his bathroom. ” He said.
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