’ The expression on Emile Gosse’s face was vicious under the smile. “I have not left this apartment myself. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. We will beg our bread and our shelter, and our passage on a boat. Ruth took hers in the sea, but was careful never to go beyond her depth because of the sharks. She was a lovely girl, attired in deep mourning, and having an expression of profound sorrow on her charming features.
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