“I know that our social order is dreadful enough,” he said, “and sacrifices all that is best and most beautiful in life. He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a tongue over dry lips. "Why does she weep?" Ruth wanted to know. "Noblemen. ’ ‘No, of course you could not,’ Gerald soothed. . The moment she entered the room and he rose, she felt that she was immediately consigned to the circle of strangers; and it emptied her heart of its joy and filled it with diffidence. He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling. What his head conceived his hand executed.
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