Sheppard. Yet her embarrassment was only a passing thing. The mortal youth in him, then, was fascinated, the thinker, the poet; from all sides Ruth attacked him, innocently. Her sadness was manageable only because she was so familiar with its phases, because she could observe its moods remotely, like an astronomer studying the moon. There was a look in her eyes which puzzled him.
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