” “How?” “Well—a little clumsily. , like to forget all about it—even their names. " "My poor son!" groaned the widow, sinking backwards. Wood will be here presently. ‘He don’t mean you no harm. Ruth flashed in and out of the sunshine; and he took note of the radiant nimbus above her head each time the sunshine touched her hair. She felt her canines grow, the hunger consuming her. So Ruth took another step toward her destination, which we in our vanity call destiny. We shall take an eternal farewell of each other. That window there…. Father-worshipping sons are abnormal— and they’re no good. She had a horrible glimpse of the once nice little old lady being also borne stationward, still faintly battling and very muddy—one lock of grayish hair straggling over her neck, her face scared, white, but triumphant. " The spinsters had no counter-philosophy to offer; so they turned to Ruth, who had singularly and unconsciously invested herself with glamour, the glamour of adventure, which the old maids did not recognize as such because they were only tourists.
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