” “And now—I am to lose you. His interest was divided: while his ears drank in the sounds, his glance constantly roved from Ruth to the performer and back to Ruth. “I won’t go home,” she said; “I won’t!” and she evaded the clutch of the fatherly policeman and tried to thrust herself past him in the direction of that big portal. Instead, they lived a Bohemian existence, moving from patron to patron, city to city. Sheppard raised her eyes, and fixed them upon her interrogator. “Slavery! Downtroddenness! When I think of it I feel all over boot marks— men’s boots.
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