She was shifting, moving back. She kissed Lucia’s cheeks and patted her growing belly upon rising, to which her new husband disapproved, but Lucia loved the attention and adoration. She was leaning over him and he smelled her like he had never smelled anyone before. So, bloody but unbeaten, weak and spent but undaunted, he waited for the Wastrel to spring up. McClintock laughed as he gave the letter to Ruth. In the discussion there was the oddest mixture of things that were personal and petty with an idealist devotion that was fine beyond dispute. “His stipend forbade it,” she said, and seemed to fall into a train of thought. So, after the dinner was over, Spurlock took her home; and worked far into the night.
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