My dear! we’ve had so many moments! I used to go over the times we’d had together, the things we’d said—like a rosary of beads. "Do you compare your love—a love which all may purchase—with hers? No one has ever loved me. Ruth, without suspecting it, had fallen upon a fundamental truth: that each and every book fitted into the scheme of human moods and intelligence. “You are in trouble,” he said. He seemed inexorable, and inscrutable as fate itself. Very glad.
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