After what seemed like an eternity he turned right onto a dirt road that ended unceremoniously at a copse of leafless trees. She was silent, the ghost of a fading smile passed from her lips. CHAPTER XXIII Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon. “Absolutely,” the doctor answered, “and the sooner the better. He seemed years younger, and the arrangement of his tie and hair were almost rakish. Her two sticks were bare and brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust. It was then, I am sure, empty.
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