"She is. “You cowards!”
said Ann Veronica, “put her down!” and tore herself from a detaining hand and
battered with her fists upon the big red ear and blue shoulder of the policeman
who held the little old lady. Ruth, without suspecting it, had fallen upon a fundamental truth: that each and
every book fitted into the scheme of human moods and intelligence. Every
house-top, every window, every wall, every projection, had its occupants. ’
‘Must we talk of it? I’m trying to forget it. It was a bright and beautiful day:
so bright, so beautiful, that even her sad heart was cheered by it. Wanton! Had I been one, even God would have forgiven
me, understanding. "What would you like most in this world?" he asked. “I’ve been thinking—all
the afternoon.
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