She had not anticipated such a response from her classmates, but knew to be drawing them with her self-consciousness as if they were bees to pollen. Better even than these. If she mentioned Ramage he might have a fit—anything might happen. " Ruth walked to the companion. They sat in the windowed booth at the restaurant across from each other. The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. He had often read about it, and once he had incorporated it in a story, that invisible force which sent men to prison and to the gallows, when a tongue controlled would have meant liberty indefinite.
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