Marry me. Ruth was inflammable; she would always be flaring up swiftly, in pity, in tenderness, in anger; she would always be answering impulses, without seeking to weigh or to analyse them. Not only that, but he carried himself erect— the slight slouch which had bent his shoulders had altogether disappeared. “Maybe we could swing a scholarship to Boston College for you, you know, with your violin and all. It would be an ice storm by midnight if it did not let up.
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