He leaned towards her as though anxious to see more of her face than that faint delicate profile gleaming like marble in the uncertain light. He had abandoned his oars, and the boat was drifting with the stream towards the enemy. Even after this woman had gone, it seemed to Ruth that the room was kindlier than it had ever been. I do not care in the least.
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