It would not have been for her an anomaly to read a love story in which there were no kisses. Ruth, without suspecting it, had fallen upon a fundamental truth: that each and every book fitted into the scheme of human moods and intelligence. But his own ferocity was less now that she was disarmed. In the meanwhile, as he talked, he scrutinized her face, ran his eyes over her careless, gracious poise, wondered hard about her. Capes looked at one and not over one, spoke to one, treated one as a visible concrete fact. Under the plumed hat, her eye kindled. Wild horses wouldn’t drag it out of me, even I knew anything, which I don’t. Her hair and voice and figure are as yours used to be. You do not love your husband, you have married him for a position —to escape from—things which you feared. He groaned, much to Melusine’s relief. It was most amusing.
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