" "Just to give her her freedom?" said Ruth, turning to Ah Cum. He met her eyes with his fiery black gaze. The quarry had passed out into the open sea. He feared to antagonize that distinguished person. The place was pockmarked with window-like holes everywhere—people were always 138 falling into them and breaking bones--it was for these lookouts why she had chosen it. What would happen to her? Would her soul be shaken, twisted, hypnotized?—as it had been those other times? Music—that took out of her the sense of reality, whirled her into the clouds, that gave to her will the directless energy of a chip of wood on stormy waters. You're an angel of goodness. She did not know Mr. .
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