Of course she had taken the boy as her
lover, acting as his muse. He brought me
past this house, and I thought I would call and leave your brother’s letter. ‘Gérard—’
‘What now?’ he asked, rife with suspicion. She was weeping now. "You open it, Ruth. She staggered to the fireplace and thrust it into the heart of the dying
flames. She made a few
protests, a few excuses for her action in accepting him, a few lame explanations,
but he did not heed them or care for them. She surveyed accommodation that seemed at first merely austere, and became
more and more manifestly inadequate as the moments fled by. You will not have to wait long for the
information. He had
been dreaming of Ruth—an old recurrency of that dream he had had in Canton,
of Ruth leading him to the top of the mountain. ‘You obstinate little devil. Let alone a girl. "
"Oh, God!" cried Jack, "she does not know me.
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