" The prison bars of circumstance, they no longer encompassed her. Me—I’m nothing but a country wench, and one who went to the bad. None of this by-play escaped Ruth, whose sense of humour needed no developing. Red velvet curtains rustled under dim lights as the door shut with a heavy snap. He eyed the young couple with the tragic history behind them, and could only suppose that familiarity had dulled their senses. He knew that tragedy was as blind as justice, that it struck the child and the grown-up impartially. We were to live in some wretched London suburb. She could feel his breath on her skin, every hair on her arms and neck raised in response. ” “It is,” he replied, “the one humiliation of my life. Then he could hear Hilary breathing beside him, and from outside the muted twittering of birds. She had thought—What had she thought? That this dependence of women was but an illusion which needed only to be denied to vanish. He had thought it might have that effect. ” Lucy said as they walked nearer to the floodlit area of an expansive new subdivision where ground was still being broken. A jar of pink roses upon a tiny table seemed to gain an extra delicacy of colour from the sombre curtains behind. Earles closed the piano with a little bang.
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