They were his friends, and they recognized his unusual earnestness. This was the worst summer that I ever had in my life, Europe and all, and I can’t tell you how many times I drove by that Violin Camp hoping to catch a look at you, praying that there wasn’t some horny violin guy waiting to ask you out. " This expression was old in Ruth's ears. It seemed an emblem of the ruin he had caused. And God had let him do it! He was—and now he perfectly understood that he was—treading the queerest labyrinth a man had ever entered. I was grateful.
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