Amongst others who came to see him, was a Mr. He had been dreaming of Ruth—an old recurrency of that dream he had had in Canton, of Ruth leading him to the top of the mountain. He removed his cigarette from his lips and waved it gently in the air. The young man's imagination suddenly pictured the man as a rock, loosed from its ancient bed, crumbling as it fell. Whether it was the nun’s habit or the harlot’s clothing that distressed her more, he could not begin to guess. You did not learn that in a convent. ” she said. ” “God send you may never repent it!” cried Capes.
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