Her eyes were dilated— fixed in a horrified stare at the parting in the curtains which hung before the window. Even in this dread moment Ruth was conscious of a pathetic interest in the scattering pencils. The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. "You hesitate—you are deceiving me. Moments are ages now. How can you say such things? You’re too young to be married, and realize this: you’re not ready. Most of the time, he was hunting and he returned at night. "Why, you don't think as how they're crimps, do you?" Ben inquired.
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