“Nothing so base. He was mad. To dream and to labour: to you, my labour; to Ruth, my dreams. How plainly he could see the patch of garden in the summer sunshine and the white hollyhocks nodding above the picket fence! ***** Ruth sat waiting for the half hour, subconsciously. She blushed prettily, and in a moment regained command of her tongue. He just walked in a few minutes ago.
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