" "And never should again, were he mine," rejoined Jonathan. ’ Joan nodded, her face still averted. He swore that I was his wife, that chance had given me to him at last. When John’s parents weren’t home, they made love in his bedroom. "Got the rooms mixed. There was still the pity of understanding in Ruth's eyes. A hazy face appeared through the fog of sleep, pale and thin and looming. If you were ten years younger, you'd have me wondering. We have known men who have come here for no other purpose than to prove their unassailable virtue, who have strode into the arena of temptation, waving the—the what is it—the white flower of a blameless life, only to exchange it with marvellous facility for the violets of the Parisienne. The true creative mind is always returning to battle; defeats are only temporary setbacks. “After all, why should he be surprised?” she remarked.
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