The sing-song girl, seeing Ruth, extended her hands and began to chatter rapidly. I never intended it to be anything but a short story, for I had never completed even the shortest of stories unless forced to in grammar school. There was a brief pause, a crowded pause, between them. For my own part, I don't see in what way it is to be accomplished, except by the payment of our customary fees. From time to time she would come upon a line of singular beauty or a paragraph full of haunting music; and these would send her rushing on for something that never happened. He had heard nothing.
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