” She turned a firelit face to her husband. " Ruth laughed. She stood there with white set face and nervously clenched fingers. She read beautifully because the fixed form of the poem signified nothing. It is the same man, for he raved in the hospital, and they fetched me. They sell only their talents, not their bodies; they are not girls of the street.
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