Her brown curls were pulled tight in a severe chignon. The blue jaws suggested courage and tenacity. " "Oh. . "She has, she has," said Jack, in a broken voice. She was in deadly earnest in everything she did. The real tragedy—which he sensed and toward which he was always reaching—eluded all his verbal skill. Then she went back and mixed up the sheets in a search for particular passages. She had never been "My child" or "My dear"; always her name—Ruth.
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