CHAPTER XXIII Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon. Her thought spoke aloud. ‘Idiot!’ ‘Enough, now! Softly, you little termagant,’ he ordered, seizing her wrists to hold her off. She hoped fervently that Martin had not divulged his crush to Brown. " "Well, that's fine. ” They were eating quails when they returned to the topic of love. ‘How disappointing,’ mourned Gerald. All human food tasted equally dead and loathsome to her, whether it was prime steak or cheap hamburger.
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