Still, my tutor was a highly educated scholar—my father. The clock struck half-past ten. Her bald head had swollen on her shoulders, puffy with fresh blood that ringed her mouth. Even given that he was hopelessly enamoured of the wench, a fact which was obvious to the meanest intelligence. It was dusty, with dirty clothing strewn about, a cracked basin thick with grime on the rickety dresser, and a film of grease on the leaded casement. " The Wastrel tried to reach Ruth's lips. Then she moved towards the door. He crawled underneath the covers with her.
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