Mike sat down, his body too large for the petite blue couch. A vague desire to justify himself ruffled her father. He tried not to think—of Ruth with her mother's locket, of her misguided father, taking his lonely way to sea. Dizziness overcame him like anesthetic and he slept. Her white shirt was ridiculously utilitarian, but fitted in all the right places, he smirked. But beyond "amicable agreement in which mutual concessions are made," the word "compromise" was as blank as the Canton wall at night. She began to want to lay her head down on his chest but absolutely denied herself. I have pleaded with her—no wonder that I have pleaded with her in vain. We will go to the passage and then I shall bind you. She took up one of her father’s novels and put it down again, fretted up to her own room for some work, sat on her bed and meditated upon the room that she was now really abandoning forever, and returned at length with a stocking to darn.
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