The slack cloth of her habit caught on a curlicue in the carved back of the pew in front, pulling her suddenly about. “John’s here. She reminded him of his linnet, when he gave the bird the freedom of the house: it became filled with a wild gaiety which bordered on madness. "But I'm a blackguard, too, Ruth. He knew very well that his muscles were flabby, and his nerve by no means what it should be.
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