The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. "I'm going back for Ruth. I don’t wish to marry you at all. The contact is disturbing; and we prefer going around the fact to facing it. She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees. ” “Of course,” his friend answered.
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