“How does that passage from George Eliot go? I once liked it so much that I wrote it down,” Ruth told him. “ ‘What greater thing is there for two human souls, than to feel that they are joined for life . . .’ But . . .” “Did he stay married?” Scott asked her. “Who?” Ruth said. “George Eliot. Did he stay married?” Maybe if I just get up and start doing the dishes, he’ll get bored and go home, Ruth thought.
