The mortal youth in him, then, was fascinated, the thinker, the poet; from all sides Ruth attacked him, innocently. It was noon when the caravan reached the tower of the water-clock. “Okay. He has told me sufficient of you—" "My dear," interposed Wood, "for goodness' sake—" "I will speak," screamed his wife, totally disregarding the interruption; "I will tell this worthless creature what I know about her,—and what I think of her.
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