She glanced into her companion’s face, and she saw there strange things. "I'm my own master now, and I'll do as I please. " "Ruth what?" "Enschede; Ruth Enschede. Go and prepare for our departure. ‘You! Tell this fool who is the keeper here to come to me at once. ” He stood before her, his hat in his hand, his head bent, his voice lowered to a convenient pitch. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed.
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