His head bent down, intent on kissing her
underneath the showerhead. CHAPTER V
At dinner the spinsters invited Ruth to sit at their table, an invitation she
accepted gratefully. ‘They lived with him, one after the other, for all the world as his
wife. Never mind. ” He answered as they hauled huge remainders of
stumps and ragged rocks to the grave to make it difficult
to trespass upon. She wondered if he was
already tired of her, if he would rudely push her away as
one would a prostitute. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world,
with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes,
its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much
as an animal goes out to seek food. He had no ideas about daughters. "What is it?"
"The night," she answered. ‘That’s right, you bone idle do-nothings. It isn't friendly as I thought it would be. I do want them. Guns were impossible.
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