His face darkened. “We’ll go to a place where we can have a private room,” he said. The horse-soldiers wheeled round and cleared a path: the foot closed in upon the cart. She rested her head upon his shoulder. The hard work will be his, until we yank this young fellow back from the brink. They talked lightly but confidentially until Sir John approached them with a slight frown upon his face. Ruth and Spurlock separated, the one embarrassed, the other utterly dumfounded. But all normal humans smelled wonderful to her, even dirty ones. Her sadness was manageable only because she was so familiar with its phases, because she could observe its moods remotely, like an astronomer studying the moon.
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