Morgan the trader did not haggle over the pearls, but gave me at once what he judged a fair price. The truth was impossible, indecent. For when this Joan said it, I had a memory. In a few seconds, the shutter flew open,—then the window,—and they were in the room. He saw himself retreating from barricade to barricade, Ruth always advancing, perfectly oblivious of the terror she inspired.
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