It was not human and yet very human, a high pitched wail of hunger that rattled her skull. CHAPTER XXI. ’ Gerald could not suppress a grin. ” He shook his head, and threw open the door of a great dimly-lit apartment on the ground floor. He saw his father, calling to him from an icy white tunnel, beckoning to him. ‘Where are you taking me?’ she asked, assuming a fearful accent. It's all very well to read him a lesson, and teach him obedience; but you've gone far enough for that. Ruth, without suspecting it, had fallen upon a fundamental truth: that each and every book fitted into the scheme of human moods and intelligence. Fritz sang for her sometimes, for Fritz could sing even before he was able to form words. He had hurt her.
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