She drew a chair to the window and stared at the splendour of the tropical night. . " "It wouldn't surprise me if he did," remarked Griffin. But recently he had asked God to pile it all on him; and God had added this, with a fresh portion for Ruth. She savored the sweetness of his lips, all of his great youth and passion and longed for his innocence, his complete lack of the knowledge of terrible things. “We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose. There was nothing in his manner to suggest the misery of the preceding night.
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