“You mustn’t talk any more,” he said, “but I want you to listen to me just for a moment. ‘Yes, like you,’ she snapped, with a venomous glance, her role evidently forgotten for the moment. He carried her in his arms up the steps, like a bride on her honeymoon. “Goodnight. I bear the marks of some of them about me still," he continued, taking off his wig, and laying bare a bald skull, covered with cicatrices and plates of silver. She plucked at the knots of her racket and heard him to the end, then spoke in a restrained undertone. The performance over, he relaxed and closed his eyes. "I warn you, if you do not send for a doctor immediately, you will have cause to regret it," Ruth declared vigorously. "To go a little further. She continued to fan herself.
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