“You, too,” he said abruptly. 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. She would then hear his feet pounding up the steps and he would burst into whatever room she was sitting in and say, “There she is! My wife! Hiding her beauty from the world!” He would then run to her, grab her book or embroidery and unceremoniously toss them to the floor. “You shall go,” he declared. “DON’T!” she said, and wrenched her wrist from his retaining hand. A ragged gray moustache drooped from the corners of his mouth and a ragged wisp of whisker hung from his chin. The doors of several of the wards were thrown open for these parties, and as Jack passed, he could not help glancing at the wretched inmates. At the same time,” she added, in a suddenly altered tone, “it isn’t anything whatever to do with you, is it?” “Why not?” he answered. His literary instincts were reviving.
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