Oh, I think I understand, Annabel. She flew up from her stool and faced the door. Sooner or later we’ll certainly do something to clean those prisons you told me about—limewash the underside of life. It was just as easy to pretend she was watching one when she was actually watching the other. The tears flowed faster. That there would eventually be a lover Ruth knew; and she waited his appearance upon the scene, waited with an impatience which was both personal and literary. He heard the door close; and in a little while he fell into a doze; and there came a dream filled with broken pictures, each one of which the girl dominated. “We are, or rather we were, so much alike then that the portrait of either of us would have done for the other. What you said wanted saying. “I was sent for to go to the Hospital St. Gerald did not know who she was, but he knew who she was not. I begin to understand Jane Austen and chintz covers and decency and refinement and all the rest of it.
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