The joy of being loved thrilled her as nothing before had ever done, a curious abstract joy which had nothing in it at that moment of regret or even pity. He smiled at Ruth as she turned away from the bed, smiled with both his mouth and eyes; and she knew that here would be a man of heart as well as of science. It would not have been for her an anomaly to read a love story in which there were no kisses. I consented to become Mrs. I don’t want to tear at you with hot, rough hands.
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