"I am come to render you a service. I walked London till the soles of my shoes were worn through, and my toes were blistered. You know—I wish I could roll my little body up small and squeeze it into your hand and grip your fingers upon it. “Who wouldn’t be for you?” The train began to move. And by degrees, perhaps, that maiden distrust of yours that makes you shrink from my kisses, will vanish. But a far greater affliction was in store for her. It was not a cambric curtain Ruth had drawn across that part of her life: it was of iron. “No. We leave this room together.
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