Part 7 That was two days before Christmas Eve. She addressed him in a tone of puzzlement. The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars. " Out of the beaten track! thought Spurlock. It was an unspoken curfew in the Beck house on week nights. She finished the olive and looked up. The crowd dispersed in different directions, and most fortunately a heavy shower coming on, put them altogether to flight. But when she turned her thoughts to Morningside Park she perceived the tangled skein of life was now to be further complicated by his romantic importunity. I think it inadvisable—I don’t want an intimacy to spring up between you and a man of that type. \"Oh, that's okay, I do better if I study alone.
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