. ‘Grace à dieu, he breathes still. The bleach had ruined it, with yellow-orange streaks invading the frizzy white that cascaded in wavy tendrils coated with greasy hairspray. . ’ ‘Will you indeed? Truly?’ His smile held so much tenderness, she was tempted to surrender at once. Why had Ruth married him? A penniless outcast, for she must have known he was that. Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk.
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