. He uttered one word over and over, monotonously: "Fool! … Fool!" But invariably the touch of Ruth's hand quieted him, and his head would cease to roll from side to side. ” She was in the bedroom by eleven. The man’s passion was infectious. The signs of tears had all gone, but some subtle change seemed to have stolen into her face.
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