Mr. ’ Looking round, she found the little coterie of soldiers crowded into the passage behind them. Her father was right: Ruth must never know. ’ A radiant smile dawned. “I wish he had,” she said. As she did so, the ruffles to the jacket of her riding habit fell away, exposing livid blue bruises about her wrist, ugly in the light of day from the window at their back. He carried her in his arms up the steps, like a bride on her honeymoon. She sensed a pelvic exam coming on. F. I doubt I hold any interest for him anymore. It was most amusing. It is now a point of view, differing widely, as the ignorant man differs from the educated.
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