“You go home and think of all this,” he said, “and talk about it to-morrow. Jeez! It was about time. She kept her face downcast. I suppose my creed is, ‘I believe rather indistinctly in God the Father Almighty, substratum of the evolutionary process, and, in a vein of vague sentimentality that doesn’t give a datum for anything at all, in Jesus Christ, His Son. She felt he was going to say something more—something still more personal and intimate. I sang to him, and he was satisfied. He savored the last solo, the coda. After a while, he raised his eyes; and, if their glance could have been witnessed at the moment, it could not have been easily forgotten. He stood transfixed. Ruth did not reply, but stared past the doctor, her eyes misty. "Well, well; I have given out of my wisdom. Wood!" "Leave go!" thundered Blueskin—"leave go—you'd better!"—and he held the sack as firmly as he could with one hand, while with the other he searched for his knife.
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