When I examined you for ‘ill humors’ I longed to run my hands over your entire body, to touch your face, to caress you in the places that would give you pleasure. There was still the pity of understanding in Ruth's eyes. I’d ruin the things if I so much as touched one. Spurlock sat limply, his arms hanging. He removed his cigarette from his lips and waved it gently in the air. The calvacade was now put slowly in motion. How you dress when you're loafing will be no concern of mine; but fresh twill or Shantung, when you dine with me, collar and tie. ‘And you, my girl, if you’d been born at all, would have been just what you think you are.
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