He reached out a hand gropingly, sagged, and toppled out of the chair to the floor, where he lay very still. "You repeated the word 'Fool' over and over. I could never make you understand. A home MAY be a sort of cage, but still—it’s a home. ” She glanced at him, and it was suddenly apparent for one instant of illumination that this ring upon her finger was the crowning blunder of her life. He refused his food,—and even when better provisions were offered him, rejected them.
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