It would have been the right idea, had Ruth been other than what she was. ” The lights sank, the prelude to the third act was beginning, the music rose and fell in crowded intimations of lovers separated—lovers separated with scars and memories between them, and the curtain went reefing up to display Tristan lying wounded on his couch and the shepherd crouching with his pipe. She lied. But I mustn't think of these things, or I shall grow mad.
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