‘I’ll send one of my men to see you here this very evening. Presently he became filled with astonishment over the singular fact that Ruth was eluding him in fancy as well as in reality. Show him no quarter, Poll. All she had found was the love of this dog. "Vot are you?" "Practising patience," growled Abraham. " She opened the book which she had brought to the table. . “What has she told you?” “Everything. If he died, here in this hotel, who would care? Or if she died, who would care? A queer desire blossomed in her heart: to go to him, urge him to see the folly of trying to forget. “I will tell you as much as this,” she continued. “It is like old times,” she said, “to hear these home truths. Had he been trying to stop the grim descent, and had he dimly perceived that perhaps a fine deed would serve as the initial barrier? A drunken idea—a pearl in the midst of a rubbish heap. He did not love Ruth. His scent was like sweet perfume in her state, like the sweet smell of infants.
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