“If you must go on with it,” said Hetty, “now’s your time. ’ For the moment I thought it was a telegram from Gwen. “Quite right,” she said. " "All right. Winds returned, the gardens withered, and roses would not bloom. ” “I mean—” “I behaved like an idiot, that’s all. When she came in after dinner that night, Ruth was no longer an interesting phenomenon, something figuratively to tear apart and investigate: she was talismanic. Wood in the deepest mourning.
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