Spurlock was basically a poet, quick to recognize beauty, animate or inanimate, and to transcribe it in unuttered words. ‘You do not know how I am like my mother. Only I do not care to write about anything else. Red velvet curtains rustled under dim lights as the door shut with a heavy snap. He started toward the dog with the idea of ejecting him, but Ruth intervened.
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