Ruth could not very well object, since an air of distinction would go with Taber. She writhed in ecstasy as she wrapped her legs around his waist, then raised her knees to his shoulders. “There’s no end of things I’d like to talk over with you. Take care of the old clothesman, and leave the rest to me. But she made no answer. The bars dropped noiselessly and slowly down, till the chain tightened at the staple. She did not understand the note of hostility to men that ran through it all, the bitter vindictiveness that lit Miss Miniver’s cheeks and eyes, the sense of some at last insupportable wrong slowly accumulated.
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