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Ruth was still alone, and her welcome was almost pathetic. She stretched out her arms -- long, thin arms they seemed in the tight black sleeves of her worn gown. She had discarded her carefully mended gloves and her hands were bare.
"Arnold," she murmured, "how long you have been away!"