I don’t want to stop your singing. As she had dreaded, the police officer in the car was politely waiting for John to depart, and exited the squad as soon as John turned at the Pine Crest stop sign. She was crushed with a sense of her own terrible impotency. ‘That was one of my own clever stories. She had discussed the general question of supplies with the helpful landlady. Nothing like the direct approach, she thought. Everywhere I went and rapped at a door I found behind it another dreadful dingy woman—another fallen queen, I suppose— dingier than the last, dirty, you know, in grain. Cautiously stepping outside, he looked up towards the terrace. After occupying himself thus for the best part of an hour, he thought Jack must have given him the slip. The mortal youth in him, then, was fascinated, the thinker, the poet; from all sides Ruth attacked him, innocently.
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