She approached Ruth with open arms; and something in the way the child came into that kindly embrace hurt the older woman to the point of tears. Gerald smiled and crooked his elbow. She watched them sleep for what seemed hours from the high window until her body grew colder than the stone sill she perched upon. They sat down in a covered pavilion that housed a grimy picnic table and a dingy fire pit. “And where are YOU going?” he said. For a time she worried about that compulsory bath and cutaneous diseases. Died short, I suppose, and the girls had to shift for themselves. “Miss Pellissier,” he said, “I don’t understand this change in you.
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