He uttered one word over and over, monotonously: "Fool! … Fool!" But invariably the touch of Ruth's hand quieted him, and his head would cease to roll from side to side. I want you to think of me just as if I was a man, and quite outside marriage altogether. Rain started to pummel the roof of the pavilion, which coalesced into sheets and rumbled to the cement below.
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