His interest was divided: while his ears drank
in the sounds, his glance constantly roved from Ruth to the performer and back
to Ruth. Fifteen from forty is twenty-five. You are very lovely,
Ruth. “You are in trouble,” he said. She laughed a little contemptuously. She
moaned as his hands explored her body, fingers crushing
against her panties under her skirt. "But
if it is thy will to take me from him," she continued, as soon as her emotion
permitted her,—"if he must be left an orphan amid strangers, implant, I beseech
thee, a mother's feelings in some other bosom, and raise up a friend, who shall be
to him what I would have been. Indeed, I've heard him say that, but for
his wife, he would shelter her under his own roof. Ruth crossed over to the dramatist of this tragicomedy and put a hand on his
shoulder. "Would I had never seen either of you!" cried Jack, rising and pacing the
apartment with a hurried step.
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