“Are you sick, Michelle? Maybe you should have stayed home. " "You'd better hold your peace, my lad," observed Jonathan, in a menacing tone. Moving back to the corner again, she ran a hand back over the leather-bound books—which, she realised, were not books at all. "But I like Bobby Burns best. "Good-bye!" For a moment Ruth was tempted to fling herself against the withered bosom; but long since she had learned repression. She was sick of herself, of her life, of everything but him; and for him all her masked and hidden being was crying out.
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