Ruth crossed over to the dramatist of this tragicomedy and put a hand on his shoulder. It was a shame that they had made such a fuss, she thought as he arrived. In any case, there was no doing anything on a Sunday and Brewis Charvill, his main quarry, had gone out of town unexpectedly. Ten days should see you on your feet. He slackened his pace as he reached the flat. He wrote poems to her beauty that he recited from a seemingly infinite memory. It was painful to want him so much.
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