Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food. Furiously, she dashed his hands away. At this moment she was staring ahead; and again came the opportunity to study her. Here was Ruth Enschede—sick of love! Love—something the world would always keep hidden from her, at least human love. Frankly, it is the funniest thing which has ever happened to me in my life. I thought that he was dead. I shan't let you off a farthing. That was the inconvenience of it; her head was swimming. She feared he might take her tears as a sign of weakness.
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