Then she looked up the sweep of pine-trees to the towering sunlit cliffs and the high heaven above and then back to his face. , you know, fair and square. " "I know it," replied Sheppard, "and therefore I spare your life. Bit priggish, isn’t it? And if he only knew it—so absurd. ” She sat very still. " Ruth turned back toward the stairs. You must forgive the poet’s license I take. It began to rain, a cold sweat of precipitation that was more sickly than refreshing. But that other world, in spite of her resolute exclusion of it, was always looking round corners and peeping through chinks and crannies, and rustling and raiding into the order in which she chose to live, shining out of pictures at her, echoing in lyrics and music; it invaded her dreams, it wrote up broken and enigmatical sentences upon the passage walls of her mind.
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