He has no imagination, no real generosity. “I think,” he said, “I was a little too mystical about beauty the other day. " Ruth had read from page to page in "The Child's Garden of Verse," generally unfamiliar to the admirers of Stevenson. He recognized the face instantly. His obtuse hands punched and jabbed at her uselessly, then he throttled her neck with the last of his strength. It was there in the breast pocket, stiff and legal looking. You couldn’t help it.
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