They took their places at a distant table. Shortly Ruth and Spurlock took the way home. "Wet your whistle before you start, Jack," said Kneebone, pouring out a glass of ale. The door closed softly upon her. I told him the truth. It was debauching, this—a devilish art which drew such strange allurements from a face and figure almost Madonna-like in their simplicity. “Someone must have found it and taken good care of it. All human food tasted equally dead and loathsome to her, whether it was prime steak or cheap hamburger. But, not daring to confess his want of comprehension, he made a profound reverence, and retired.
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