“Ah, Vee,” he said, “that’s better! and kissed her back rather clumsily. Things happen to women—proper women—and all they have to do is to take them well. Mike’s a fireman and he’s got kids too. No, no! Not now!" Ruth turned abruptly and walked toward the bungalow, mounted the veranda steps, and vanished within. . Jack seemed glad enough to rest, his back against the wall, and closed his eyes. She recalled him. Hitherto in the world’s history there had been precursors of this Progress at great intervals, voices that had spoken and ceased, but now it was all coming on together in a rush. . . ’ ‘No, perhaps not,’ Gerald agreed with a smile.
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