Jack paused for a moment, and found that his own
adventures formed the subject of the ballad. Hastily ascending these steps,
Jack found the door, as he anticipated, locked. ‘And what is it you’re
to rescue her from, I should like to know. “It is just a look. It did not cheer or fortify him with false
courage and recklessness; it simply enveloped him in a mist of unreality. “What on earth did you expect me to do, then?” he asked. There was a lapse of time, an interval of blackness; then he found his hand in
hers and she was leading him at a run up the side of the mountain. ‘I’m on your side. Ruth obeyed, not willingly, but because
there was something hypnotic in the authoritative tone. She practiced
swaddling on a doll, pretending to pat the head of her
imaginary infant boy.
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