He now tells her that she is free, no longer a slave. "If you touch me I will kill you," said Ruth, grasping the scissors which lay beside the pencils—Hoddy's! The Wastrel laughed, still advancing. She looked at the white ankle socks on her feet and was reminded simultaneously of her pajama outfit and the suitcase that still lay underneath the bed. "Well, you never can tell," he continued, lamely. "Run away with her," replied Gay. " "Please!" She dropped the curtains and the manuscripts, knelt and held out her arms. I know how bad it feels. They sell only their talents, not their bodies; they are not girls of the street.
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