It was not a cambric curtain Ruth had drawn across that part of her life: it was of iron. He often wanted only to drive with her in the car, both of them staring at the scenery in silence for hours. In this state, he contrived to get the poor black's hand into his mouth, and nearly bit off one of his fingers before the sufferer could be rescued.
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