Brendon and I returned from the ‘Unusual,’ and found him lying in my room shot through the lungs. A certain irritation crept into his manner as he did so. “My mom is making duck. ” “Damn!” he remarked at the defaced letter; and, taking a fresh sheet, he recopied what he had written. On reflection, it occurred to him that he might, perhaps, be able to loosen the iron fillet; a notion no sooner conceived than executed. She drank and drank until his body was a lifeless husk, as light as a mannequin, virtually hollow of all but the fluid in his bones. That there would eventually be a lover Ruth knew; and she waited his appearance upon the scene, waited with an impatience which was both personal and literary. If he keeps his word, I'll keep mine.
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