The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. All human food tasted equally dead and loathsome to her, whether it was prime steak or cheap hamburger. ’ ‘Why must you?’ asked Gerald calmly. We can’t afford to turn our women, our Madonnas, our Saint Catherines, our Mona Lisas, our goddesses and angels and fairy princesses, into a sort of man. John knew everybody, it seemed. We were properly married, and the certificate is at my lawyer’s. She thought of her aunt and that purse that was dropped on the table, and of many troublesome and ill-requited kindnesses; she thought of the help of the Widgetts, of Teddy’s admiration; she thought, with a new-born charity, of her father, of Manning’s conscientious unselfishness, of Miss Miniver’s devotion. I keep it for my own drinking," he added in a lower tone. Ruth wore a printed cotton kimono. A fortnight passed, then a month.
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