Here was the same Ruth who had left him a few minutes since: the same outwardly; and yet…! On the ninth day Spurlock was up and about; that is, he was strong enough to walk alone, from the companion to his chair, to lean upon the rail when the chair grew irksome, to join Ruth and his employer at lunch and dinner: strong enough to argue about books, music, paintings. “Why on earth,” he asked, “did you hurt me like that?” Ann Veronica did her best to think she had not deliberately attempted to cause him pain. I deserve pretty much what I’ve got. . . ‘And you mean this? Truly?’ ‘Entirely. Besides this, the door was crossed and recrossed by iron bars, clenched by broad-headed nails. ” “I never felt so absolutely right,” said Ann Veronica.
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