’ ‘Only because you did not tell me entirely the story? That is silly. What else could one say? I left him to suppose—a registry perhaps. Ruth drank in these intellectual controversies, storing away facts. She reached a tiny yellow-fronted cottage covered with flowering creepers, and entered the front room by the wide-open window. The mortal youth in him, then, was fascinated, the thinker, the poet; from all sides Ruth attacked him, innocently. "Jack has been keeping bad company.
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