" The doctor had entered the room fully determined to tell the patient the major part of Ruth's story, to inspire him with proper respect and gratitude. “Ruin me? Think of me with fondness? Are you dying of cancer or something?” He demanded. The birds were singing blithely amid the trees,—the lowing of the cows resounded from the yard,—a delicious perfume from the garden was wafted through the open window,—at a distance, the church-bells of Willesden were heard tolling for evening service. Restlessness, then, was the trouble, simple restlessness: home bored her. But really it is much more than that. He was in the house with his mother. \" \"I'm sorry I didn't call.
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