You're a friend of the young man?" "If you mean did I know him before he became ill, no. She liked his face; it had on it the suggestion of gentleness, of fineness. Somebody tricked you back yonder—baited you for spite. He seemed to deliberate. He guided her hand to his crotch, which had already grown in size. She slipped on white thin-soled tennis shoes with no socks, her ankles exposed as Shari had once suggested they be worn. Every moment or two he bent over his patient. Now what I want you to feel is this. But, indeed, he’s very human. "Ruth?" he called. The thought of beauty became an obsession.
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