She smiled and started for the stairs without reply. Old farmhouses loomed as they whizzed by, left behind in the gray like mourners. She came to befriend the female mistresses, some who were even so audacious as to bring their children into the house. Lucy looked at the stains on the threadbare carpeting to distract herself, embarrassed to her core. Only of course I must begin something else at once. You might get faint, but you can fight it. 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. She softened her tone and scrambled for the right words.
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