’ At a quarter past eleven I returned here with this gentleman, Mr. Sordid; but that was not Ruth's term for it; she had no precise commentary to offer. But not once in these ten years had they borne blossom or fruit. He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling.
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