” She leaned against the back wall of the place, sinking slowly. His arm entered the round window of the white haze of her vision, his wrist spouting blood in currents, dripping on the stone floor. ” A fair-haired young Englishman looked up from the depths of his easy chair. That he was immolating Ruth on the altar of his conscience never broke in upon his thought for consideration. You women, with your tricks of evasion, you’re a sex of swindlers. Dinner was quite uneventful.
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