” “Not exactly,” he answered nervously. He hated horizons. He had been dreaming of Ruth—an old recurrency of that dream he had had in Canton, of Ruth leading him to the top of the mountain. I want you. She fought the inclination for a while, then surrendered. "Mr. " But the doctor softened the refusal by smiling. She rehearsed the story of her forlorn long lost mother in her head, what she would say to the theorymongers. She did not know herself. She stepped back quickly, and her hand knocked a wine-glass from the table to smash noisily on the floor.
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