Wood's charms equalled your description. “You might at least,” she murmured, “have invented a more romantic reason. ” The strain in her face was visible as she tried to remember. Some one had once, in his hearing, called him a prig. ” Her father’s irony deepened. Not MY affair. Ruth, without suspecting it, had fallen upon a fundamental truth: that each and every book fitted into the scheme of human moods and intelligence. But he has never been near her—never.
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