‘Grace à dieu, he breathes still. A
cat came and rubbed herself against him as he entered the house, and seemed by
her mewing to ask him for food. A quarter of an hour passed. Stimulated by the promise of
something handsome to drink, the man acquitted himself to admiration in the
management of his lazy cattle. “But I have forbidden it!” he said, raising his voice. She stood up before him, smiling faintly. From head to foot he was attired in the fashionable garb
of the young man of the moment. Wood. The movie droned on, the sounds becoming
manageable except for the frequent high-pitched screams
of young girls when a poltergeist manifestation would
leap out of a shadow. She turned the television off. Ruth, having
decided a course for herself—that of renunciation—and having the strength to
keep it, met these advances in precisely the mood they were offered. He moved to one side, bowing and gesturing to the door.
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