Mr. Understand me! I forbid it. As the novel grew Ruth was astonished to see herself enter and dominate it: sometimes as she actually was, with all her dreams reviewed—as if he had caught her talking in her sleep. A pane of glass was shivered by each stone. ‘But, Gérard—’ ‘Don’t start arguing,’ he said in a tone that brooked no defiance. Away off in the fields the bluesmocked peasants bent still at their toil. ” “You will shake hands with me, please,” she begged. ” She laughed at him easily and mirthfully.
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