It was the same smell that she had in his memory, but now it was definite, palpable, like a perfume. From then on he was Ruth's dog. ‘Laisse-moi!’ Impatience swamped him. ” Mr. Nothing more forlorn could be conceived. ” He caught her wrist and turned her face towards him.
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