”
One Friday, as she was sitting in the fifth row two
seats left of center in Sixth Period Study Hall, a dull hard
object thudded against the back of her head. What can she have
done to deserve such a fate? Oh!”
They both turned round at Anna’s exclamation. But for Ruth, he, Howard
Spurlock, might have ended upon the beach, inescapably damned. She stepped on to the
pavement almost before him, and his blood turned almost to ice as he saw that
she was not alone. But that other world, in spite of her resolute exclusion of it, was always
looking round corners and peeping through chinks and crannies, and rustling and
raiding into the order in which she chose to live, shining out of pictures at her,
echoing in lyrics and music; it invaded her dreams, it wrote up broken and
enigmatical sentences upon the passage walls of her mind. I’ll
protect you!” He cried.
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