She had thought that all Morningside Park householders came home before seven at the latest, as her father usually did. She receded into the entryway, opening her palm and gesturing as if there were an imaginary red carpet rolled out for visitors. Goopes down on him with the lesson Titian teaches so beautifully in his “Sacred and Profane Love,” and became quite eloquent upon the impossibility of any deception in the former. “I shall not speak,” he said, “now or at any other time. A hollow feeling opened up inside her, and she felt her heartbeat quicken. The mortal youth in him, then, was fascinated, the thinker, the poet; from all sides Ruth attacked him, innocently. It was an excuse, dredged up on the spur of the moment to cover a slip. ” “But it is too late,” she declared. Stanley. ” He stood before her, his hat in his hand, his head bent, his voice lowered to a convenient pitch.
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