She was perhaps three-and-twenty, and very pink and healthy-looking, showing a great deal of white and rounded neck above her business-like but altogether feminine blouse, and a good deal of plump, gesticulating forearm out of her short sleeve. Here was Ruth Enschede—sick of love! Love—something the world would always keep hidden from her, at least human love. . Its heroes never had daughters, they borrowed other people’s.
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