Yet her aunt, with a ringed hand flitting to her lips and a puzzled, worried look in her eyes, deaf to all this riot of warmth and flitting desire, was playing Patience—playing Patience, as if Dionysius and her curate had died together. ’ A peal of laughter came from the girl. At other times you seem so innocent that it breaks my heart, when you look at me like I’m your Prince Charming and you are depending on me to take you away to my castle in a world that doesn’t exist! I can take you away from this place. There was no disgust in Ruth's heart, only an infinite pity; for only the pitiful understand.
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