’ ‘Also madame his wife—’ Charvill’s gorge rose. He lived on the seventh floor behind a winding set of hallways that towered over her in their grayness. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. . Then, presto! What a dreary lot they are when the revellers lay aside the motley! Ruth had come from a far South Sea isle. Abruptly he gripped her wrist. “Perhaps, as I’ve only just arrived,” she remarked, “I might be forgiven if I do not change my skirt. You know that, and I know that, though we might be put to it to find a reason why. No, I thank you. She stood without motion and without strength.
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