‘Adieu, imbecile,’ she threw at him gleefully. For every Eden, there will be a serpent; for every sheepfold, there will be a wolf. “My sister and I,” she said slowly, “have seen very little of each other lately. “I do not understand. What do you think of the old tub?" "She's wonderful!" cried Ruth. She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. There is light enough from the sun,’ she said, relieved. She was nearly too giddy still to answer him.
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