How long shall I be kept in this bed?"
"That's particularly up to you. God, Lucy, what’s it been, how
many years?”
“I’m so sorry, John. For a while they stood there, silent, motionless, staring at the doorway where
still a few strings of the bamboo curtain swayed and twisted, agitated by the
Wastrel's passage. “A wonderful piece of work,” he declared. ’
Gerald laughed. "
"Then you are hurt," cried the carpenter in alarm. Her eyes filled as she thought of him, the image of his laughing countenance
coming into her mind, to be swiftly followed by a vision of the blood running
from his cut hand. Be seated, and calm yourself. These passers-by who touch us but lightly and are gone, leaving the eternal
imprint! So long as she lived, Ruth would always remember that embrace.
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