He handed Ruth a letter. It reminded her viscerally of her subhuman status, stripped away of the pretenses of art, intellect, and nicety. There was something which chilled even him in the cold impassivity of her features. What she did not know, and what she was never to know, was that the divine fire was hers. Wood. His brain reeled.
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