For the first time in her life she had heard music; the door to enchanted sounds had been flung wide. Sc. As the novel grew Ruth was astonished to see herself enter and dominate it: sometimes as she actually was, with all her dreams reviewed—as if he had caught her talking in her sleep. "Write as I dictate," he cried, placing a pen in the jailer's hand and a pistol to his ear. Who? Could it be Gerald? Quickly, she looked back at Gosse’s face, and found him frowning. "Most persons would have guessed my meaning.
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