"I feel guilty, going away and leaving that ignorant child; but our days have been
so planned that we dare not change the schedule. Someone, it appeared, was trying to profit from that fact. She spoke with an entirely false note of cheerful offhandedness. Wood. "I could have sworn I saw him enter this
passage. His interest was divided: while his ears drank
in the sounds, his glance constantly roved from Ruth to the performer and back
to Ruth. Of this I'm certain,
however, she was much too good for him, and was never meant to be a
journeyman carpenter's wife, still less what is she now. “You’re not a
man for me—not one of a sex, I mean. They
could not have called it a fatal motor accident if he had not been dead. Her face reminded him of a delicate
unglazed porcelain cup, filled with blond wine.
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