I thank God for the beauty you love and the faults you love. It is she that I must see. ‘It is the life I know. "Thank you," she said, and left the office. In the distance a barrel-organ was grinding out a pot pourri of popular airs. She did not want particularly to know what had caused his agony, what had driven him back to the old coat. His reputation was slightly tainted by his marriage to her mother, an exotic blue-eyed raven-haired beauty, a Gypsy doll with a clandestine heritage. For a time she worried about that compulsory bath and cutaneous diseases. But such was the violence of his grief,—such the compunction he exhibited, that all but one looked on with an eye of compassion. " The chair was then opened. " The feminine vanities in Ruth were quiescent; nothing had ever occurred in her life to tingle them into action. He pulled on his pants, his yellow shirt with the ridiculous horse logo, his brown socks, and shoes. He came over to me. " "Ah, I see.
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