‘What in God’s name do you think you’re playing at?’ ‘Let me alone, man,’ Gerald muttered under his breath. \"Yes, I'd love to go. The ink, contained in a grimy bottle unearthed in the outhouse, was old, and made blotches as soon as it touched the paper. She wondered wildly why she had stood up. ” He rolled his eyes, trying 190 to conceal pride. He did not love Ruth.
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