There was the cottage she had inhabited for so many years,—in those fields she had rambled,—at that church she had prayed. “Will he die?” she asked. He knew that at this moment Ruth lay upon her bed in torment, for she was by nature tender; and the reaction of her scathing words, no matter how justifiable, would be putting scars on her soul. . But one of these days everything will click back into place. They sell only their talents, not their bodies; they are not girls of the street.
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