Her fanciful imagination no longer drew pictures of the aunt in the doorway of a wooden house, her arms extended in welcome. Charcoal. "Quilt!—Mendez!—Where are you?" vociferated Wild, sounding his whistle for the third time. Here was Ruth Enschede—sick of love! Love—something the world would always keep hidden from her, at least human love. It’s no good.
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