" "That's not my game. No, no! Not now!" Ruth turned abruptly and walked toward the bungalow, mounted the veranda steps, and vanished within. Age is set, impervious to innovations. But most of all, I wanted to love. Their talk drifted to the beauty of music, and they took that up again at tea-time. “I’m not sure whether we don’t rather overdo all this higher education,” he said, with an effect of conveying profound meanings. The love-songs of all the ages were singing in her blood, the scent of night stock from the garden filled the air, and the moths that beat upon the closed frames of the window next the lamp set her mind dreaming of kisses in the dusk. “Do tell me all about it. ” His father interjected. I'm a slave to my word.
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