It was astonishing how often this picture returned: cold rosy apples and flurries of snow. And all the third act is love-sick music. Whatever she does is minimized. Ruth was inflammable; she would always be flaring up swiftly, in pity, in tenderness, in anger; she would always be answering impulses, without seeking to weigh or to analyse them. I'm thinking that the Wastrel was one day a celebrated professional; and the women were partly the cause of his fall. . Then it dawned. She pushed.
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