“Oh! I wish,” she said, “that people thought alike about these things. The slack cloth of her habit caught on a curlicue in the carved back of the pew in front, pulling her suddenly about. The ledge, along which he crawled, was about a foot wide. The mortal youth in him, then, was fascinated, the thinker, the poet; from all sides Ruth attacked him, innocently. Vanity was a vice not just to be deprecated, but effectively strangled at birth. ’ Gerald controlled a quivering lip. She had not felt comfortable in his presence from the first, and with Leonardo’s precepts in mind, was loath to trust him.
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