She could smell him almost as strongly as she could the new paint on the fire escape walls, along with the wool suit and the weird polyester smell of his wet umbrella. The truth was impossible, indecent. ” He came and stood on the hearthrug close to her. I will neither stir hand nor foot for you more. " "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. " Ruth walked to the companion.
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