Treading with noiseless step over the soft mould, they soon reached the building. A young man was playing the banjo. ’ A derisive snort greeted this passage. She grasped at the right one, massaging where his grip had been and Gerald hoped he had not bruised her. She approached Ruth with open arms; and something in the way the child came into that kindly embrace hurt the older woman to the point of tears. All this— the island and its affairs—was an old story; but her own peculiar distaste had vanished to a point imperceptible, for she was seeing the island through her husband's eyes, as in the future she would see all things. Cast off this weakness.
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