That there would eventually be a lover Ruth knew; and she waited his appearance upon the scene, waited with an impatience which was both personal and literary. “How did you find me?” She asked. Perhaps I ought not to; but this isn't a case to fiddle-faddle over. She kept him talking all the way to the doorstep of the Beck's home, a small 1970s brown split-level in the old part of town. "We've heard coming and going. Her linen gown was soft against the heavy skins. The man’s as obstinate as a mule.
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