“Well, I don’t know,” she said thoughtfully. Lucy’s solos were exquisite in their precision and expression. He uttered one word over and over, monotonously: "Fool! … Fool!" But invariably the touch of Ruth's hand quieted him, and his head would cease to roll from side to side. And on Monday and Tuesday she had failed to find him here. It was easy enough to lie to anyone else.
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