Already he was dramatizing Ruth, involving her, now in some pearl thieving adventure, now in some impossible tale of a white goddess. “So, how’d it go?” Lucy sighed. ’ For a moment he looked daunted. She found it extremely difficult to infuse an air of quiet correctitude into her return through the window, and when she was safely inside she waved clinched fists and executed a noiseless dance of rage. The Wastrel, his eyes full of humorous evil, stood inside the room. She turned away from the doorway of the silk loom to observe. It had rained during the night, and the patch-work pavement was greasy with mud.
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