’ ‘Don’t be a fool, woman,’ snapped Charvill, thrusting himself further into the room. “Bad hemorrhage,” he said. For a moment her thoughts led her back to the evening when she and Courtlaw had stood together before the window of her studio in Paris, before the coming of Sir John had made so many changes in her life. That there would eventually be a lover Ruth knew; and she waited his appearance upon the scene, waited with an impatience which was both personal and literary.
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