You must forgive the poet’s license I take. All his interest in Ruth, all his care and solicitude, could now be translated into a single word—love. A nod was exchanged. But one thing troubled him, and because of it he might never arrive on the beach. "Since the sea has spared him, I will spare him. She could feel her body rebel against her actions, convulsing, so she forced herself to think of her mother in Heaven, her mother's beautiful face, the sun dancing across the rivers of her home. .
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