The clanking of chains, the grating of locks, and the rumbling of bolts must have been music in Jonathan's ears, so much pains did he take to subject himself to such sounds. She was too wrapped up in the sheer joy of playing again; it had 201 been intimate, masturbatory. “Annabel?” he exclaimed. The mortal youth in him, then, was fascinated, the thinker, the poet; from all sides Ruth attacked him, innocently.
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