"Why does she weep?" Ruth wanted to know. He regretted— more deeply than he could say—the occurrence of this evening. People sat in unusual pews, and a wide margin of hassocky emptiness intervened between the ceremony and the walls. CHAPTER I. The tears were streaming down her face, her voice was thick with sobs. "To be lonely! What is physical torture, if someone who loves you is nigh? But to be alone … as I am!… yes, and as you are! Oh, you haven't told me, but I can see with half an eye. . She could not risk going in the door, lest she run into Larry or Cathy drinking a nocturnal glass of milk or Mike raiding the refrigerator for snacks. He took her fingers and lifted his eyes to hers. Drummond patted him on the shoulder.
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