She began to look for beauty and discover it in unexpected aspects and places. " "What's the matter, Ruth?" asked Spurlock, anxiously. When they were home, the pair headed for the Big Apple or the warmth of the Beck’s family table. She uncrossed her legs and lowered herself, carefully and slowly, until she lay supine. What of Gosse, whom those soldiers had allowed to escape? Hiding—or perhaps gone. " "Hoddy!" said Ruth. There was one verse that haunted and mocked her. Ruth's mind was fertile soil; for a long time to come it would be something of a hothouse: green things would spring up and blossom overnight. Or perhaps my father once. Away off in the fields the bluesmocked peasants bent still at their toil. She quickened her pace, and so did he, talking at her slightly averted ear.
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