Hold your hand for a moment. Any natural fineness would be numbed by drink. It is no fault of your own that you are not at this moment standing there with your head blown off. ” He turned to the waiter, who held a wine-card. He will be some time in this comatose state. But for Ruth, he, Howard Spurlock, might have ended upon the beach, inescapably damned. Not a word was uttered for some time, nor any sound heard except the stilled sobs of the unfortunate mother. I don’t conceal it. He held her hand in his, cupped together like a pair of shells for the rest of the hour.
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