He left the room, presumably to sleep elsewhere, but the only other room with a fire was the servant’s quarters. They will find me dead, yes. Here was Ruth Enschede—sick of love! Love—something the world would always keep hidden from her, at least human love. She turned her cheek to the cold sill; and by and by the sill grew warm and wet with tears. She laughed a little contemptuously. He thought rationally; that is to say, he thought clearly, as a child thinks clearly. I could not hear his heart beat.
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