The race began once more; but this time Ruth knew that there would be no escape. ” He rolled his eyes, trying 190 to conceal pride. " CHAPTER IV. "I am utterly lost. They are arbitrary and unjust and dogmatic and brutish and lustful. How long wilt thou forget me, O Lord? for ever? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me? She came upon the Song of Songs—which had been pasted down in the Enschede Bible—the burning litany of love; and from time to time she intoned some verse of tender lyric beauty.
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