Gently each time Ruth drew down the arms. I want you. ’ ‘Even that he is, one must be practical. To walk beside him, dressed akin to him, rucksacked and companionable, was bliss in itself; each step she took was like stepping once more across the threshold of heaven. William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand. The night before they made McClintock's Ruth and Spurlock leaned over the rail, their shoulders touching.
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