The door into the passage offered itself with an irresistible invitation—the one alternative to a public, inexplicable passion of weeping. The night before they made McClintock's Ruth and Spurlock leaned over the rail, their shoulders touching. No hair to fall awry, no powder to displace, no ruffles to crush; men are lucky. I didn’t think—I don’t know what I thought. The man who came to our rooms, you know, that night was his friend.
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