Ralph. Love … to take her in his arms and to comfort her: and then to add to her cup of bitterness the knowledge that her husband was a thief! For himself he did not care; God could continue to grind and pulverize him; but to add another grain to the evil he had already wrought upon Ruth was unthinkable. ‘You think I am like that Valade? No, a thousand times. His gaze drawn, Gerald watched him dip to pick up a crushed square of white linen and a starched object that resembled a helmet. A man might be without relatives, but certainly he would not be without friends, that is to say, without letters. “I think,” he said, “I was a little too mystical about beauty the other day.
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