Spurlock stared at Ruth across the rim of his bowl. She never had been much of a looker,
but she had stopped worrying about such things long ago. ”
Hill looked up at him, an unkempt, rough-looking object, with broken collar,
tumbled hair, and the blood slowly dripping from his face. She had never seen so much food in her life as she
saw at her own wedding feast. “I’ve never been prone to
them. It had been part of her wedding
trousseau, a gift from her family to his. It’s a
damned hard thing to do. "I don't know what I think," Wood answered sulkily; and he bent his eyes upon
the water, as if he wished to avert his attention forcibly from the scene. She spent a very disagreeable afternoon and evening—it was raining
fast outside, and she had very unwisely left her soundest pair of boots in the
boothole of her father’s house in Morningside Park—thinking over the economic
situation and planning a course of action. He forgot Annabel’s idle attempts at love-making,
all the cul-de-sac gallantry of the moment. She never forced the issue, it was their
father’s job. It is repulsive.
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