When she occupied, it, it was neatness itself; the little porch was overrun with creepers—the garden trim and exquisitely kept. Young, not much older than she was: she was twenty and he was possibly twenty-four. From then on he was Ruth's dog. He seemed to be thinking hard. They had been playing tennis, with his manifest intention looming over her. “Yet it is my last evening, and I think —if you are sure that you would like to have me—that I will risk it. " The girl fished into the bottle for an olive. “Now here hath been dawning another blue day; I’m just a poor woman, please take it away.
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