“My only answer would be to ask you to look at that mirror and then at the poster. How plainly he could see the patch of garden in the summer sunshine and the white hollyhocks nodding above the picket fence! ***** Ruth sat waiting for the half hour, subconsciously. “Oh, please. He claimed me for his wife, and showed to every one a marriage certificate. With his foodle doo! This carpenter he had a wife, The plague and torment of his life, Who, though she did her husband scold, Loved well a woollen-draper bold. From suburbs, from country towns—everywhere. He had informed her that to leave him would be a choice to live a life of meager subsistence. And she was about as capable of intelligent argument as a runaway steam-roller.
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