She was always the last person to exit after the crowds had stampeded, trailing slowly behind them like dust. But if his frame was immature, his looks were not so. The policeman raised his voice, slightly agitated. With his black and gray hair, his gray-green eyes were a striking contrast and he looked even younger, as if he had been frozen at age thirty-three. All his interest in Ruth, all his care and solicitude, could now be translated into a single word—love.
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