‘But—’ ‘Nothing at all for you to worry your head over,’ said the captain, moving to try and usher her forth. Spurlock snatched the check out of Ruth's hands and ran to the window. The fibre of his soul had to be tested, queerly, to make him worthy of you. She had flung away from her father’s support with the finest assumption of personal independence. ’ ‘So that was it. It was an oldfashioned peasant blouse, white, square necked, and trimmed with lace. Still—” Then, with incredible and obviously deliberate stupidity, and a voice as flat as her own, he asked, “Who is the man?” Her spirit raged within her at the dumbness, the paralysis that had fallen upon her.
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