She uncrossed her legs and lowered herself, carefully and slowly, until she lay supine. She had never been "My child" or "My dear"; always her name—Ruth. At sunset the swarming abruptly ceased; even the sampans appeared to draw closer together, with the quiet of water-fowl. She didn’t like the shops, she didn’t like the other women’s faces; she thought the smirking men in frock-coats who dominated these establishments the most intolerable persons she had ever had to face. She began to want to lay her head down on his chest but absolutely denied herself.
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