It'll be turning over to-morrow. But all these hours, trying to teach the child wariness toward life,
and the moment his back was turned, this!
He was, perhaps, still dazed by the inner revelation—his own interest in Ruth. "
"And so will I," said Austin. Perhaps I ought not to; but this isn't a case to fiddle-faddle over. “Oh my God, what if she’s dead?” More giggling. She leaned forward,
her chin in her palms, her elbows on her knees, and she set her gaze upon his
face and kept it there in dreamy contemplation. \" He rose and
departed. “You go home and think of all this,” he said, “and talk about it to-morrow. To wait for hours and hours for the night! The sea
empty for days! You forgot the monotony, the endless monotony, that bends you
and breaks you and crushes you—you forgot that!"
Her voice had steadily risen until it was charged with passionate anger.
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