265 The madness crept around her like smoke under a door. There’s no logic in these things. But no matter how you phrase it, the end is the same. All the precious paintings and statues of the divine family were here, as was the enormous wooden crucifix set above the altar. He leaned back in a low chair, and watched her graceful movements, the play of her white hands as she bent over some wonderful machine. It plucked shingles from the school building, threatening to shake them all loose one by one like rotting teeth. I can fairly understand Ruth; but you…!" "Have you ever been so lonely that the soul of you cried in anguish? Twentyfour hours a day to think in, alone?… Perhaps I did not want to go mad from loneliness. "But, I should think, after the specimen you've just given of your amiable disposition, no person would be likely to saddle himself with such an incumbrance. “My God!” he said again. He was bringing the sing-song girl to the hotel! The strange cortège presently vanished below the window-sill.
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