’ She was silent for a space, and it was evident that this part of the story was still too painful to be recalled with ease. ’ ‘Like your father,’ Gerald put in deliberately. \" She opened the front door with her keys, stepping inside. Then, presto! What a dreary lot they are when the revellers lay aside the motley! Ruth had come from a far South Sea isle. His hand fell lightly to her chest where her heart was 211 beating, almost tenderly. We have to hang about in the interval. In the morning and at night he is dressed as he would dress in the big hotels.
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