Would you tell her … now?" his eyes flaming with mockery. Very well, I give up. The first peg was torture. ’ ‘But—’ ‘You’ll get her all over blood again. She so wanted to keep her memory of him fresh, so wanted to memorize his kisses and to conjure his embrace someday when he was mere dust in the ground. Ruth was inflammable; she would always be flaring up swiftly, in pity, in tenderness, in anger; she would always be answering impulses, without seeking to weigh or to analyse them. It began to rain, a cold sweat of precipitation that was more sickly than refreshing. Abruptly the sterner look vanished and she twinkled.
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