’ Gerald raised his brows. He lit a cigarette and loitered about. Sheppard, averting her face to hide her tears. He now tells her that she is free, no longer a slave. Yes; she had heard the music the night before. He had been dreaming of Ruth—an old recurrency of that dream he had had in Canton, of Ruth leading him to the top of the mountain.
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