He gave her one of the sweaty red cans. He raised her to a sitting position. “Yeah, I know. ‘Didn’t mean it, love. In all this world there was no sacred ground that said to her: Return! She was of all human beings the most lonely. The idea of Ruth as a talisman against misfortune—which he now recognized as a sick man's idea— faded as his appreciation of the absurd reasserted itself. "Hell's curses!" muttered Jonathan between his teeth; "that fool will ruin all. Miss Mary to the life. Thwart me, and I become your mortal enemy. She had been so young then. If I had been your companion only, and not your master, I might very well have been content to accept you for what you seem.
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