”
“Yes. "
There had never been, from that fatal hour eight months gone down to this, the
inclination to confess. He confided to me that he felt trapped in his marriage,
that he was being ruined by fate. She is a fortune-teller and
a vessel for man’s pleasure. I must break open the door. She's the boss. Checking an ominous cough, that, ever and
anon, convulsed her lungs, the poor woman addressed a few parting words to her
companion, who lingered at the doorway as if he had something on his mind,
which he did not very well know how to communicate. Not since she had discovered it had Ruth touched or opened the mission Bible;
but to-night (the same upon which the wonderful manuscripts started on their
long and circuitous voyage to America) she was inexplicably drawn to it.
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