The joy that filled her veins with throbbing fire urged her to rise and go swinging and whirling and dipping. This done, he followed the course which Jack had just taken. As she did so, the ruffles to the jacket of her riding habit fell away, exposing livid blue bruises about her wrist, ugly in the light of day from the window at their back. As the novel grew Ruth was astonished to see herself enter and dominate it: sometimes as she actually was, with all her dreams reviewed—as if he had caught her talking in her sleep.
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