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But, it can't be helped. "
Ruth spread out the ruffled skirt, sundrily torn and soiled. But that other world, in spite of her resolute exclusion of it, was always
looking round corners and peeping through chinks and crannies, and rustling and
raiding into the order in which she chose to live, shining out of pictures at her,
echoing in lyrics and music; it invaded her dreams, it wrote up broken and
enigmatical sentences upon the passage walls of her mind. “But that’s not all. This also struck her as odd. " And he tossed it
carelessly into the bottom of the boat. Her two sticks were bare and
brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust. ’
Roding allowed that he had a point, and followed him as he began to mount
the stairs. It was a habit of his to talk to himself. ‘I just don’t understand you, Gerald. And there was no intimation whatever that the blinds would
ever go up or the windows or doors be opened, or the chandeliers, that seemed to
promise such a blaze of fire, unveiled and furnished and lit.
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