"Red apples and snow!" she sent back at him, her face suddenly transfixed by some inner glory. “You know,” he went on, “this doesn’t seem to me to end anything. “I don’t want children, Lucy. She stood up and he sat down at the microscope, and for a time he was busy scrutinizing one section after another. I’ve never found them hostile. There was no disgust in Ruth's heart, only an infinite pity; for only the pitiful understand.
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