” He stood before her, his hat in his hand, his head bent, his voice lowered to a convenient pitch. “We must go. I can't concentrate on my work. What was it she had expected? Surely her moods were getting a little out of hand. Her mouth lolled open and drool seeped down one corner. The last of Jarvis’s harlots must have departed in a hurry, for she had apparently left a roomful of clothes. . “His stipend forbade it,” she said, and seemed to fall into a train of thought. How plainly he could see the patch of garden in the summer sunshine and the white hollyhocks nodding above the picket fence! ***** Ruth sat waiting for the half hour, subconsciously. There's something queer about that young man; but we'll never be able to find out what it is.
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