’ A reluctant laugh escaped him. I have strength enough to drag myself there, and I do not want to return. “Vee,” she said, “come home. Ruth's eyes were wet, but she saw light everywhere: the room was filled with celestial aura. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him. It was then for the first time she remembered that she had said nothing to her sister of the man in the hospital.
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