” “Perhaps I don’t. Sometimes it seemed that she would never recover it. . He returned her impressive greeting almost mechanically. “What are you doing here? How dare you come to my rooms!” The man stepped into the middle of the room. Ruth's mind was fertile soil; for a long time to come it would be something of a hothouse: green things would spring up and blossom overnight. The thought caused him an odd kind of pang—of pity, naturally. And immeasurable was the calm evolved from this knowledge. They broke open the entrance into Jonathan's store-room—plundered it of everything valuable—ransacked every closet, drawer, and secret hiding-place, and stripped them of their contents. "Whose house do you want, master?" said the man, touching his hat. That same adventurousness that had already buoyed her through crises that would have overwhelmed any normally feminine girl with shame and horror now became uppermost again.
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