No breakfast, he’s had no dinner, hardly a mouthful of soup— since yesterday at tea. Peste, where was her handkerchief? She remembered then that it had been lost in the struggle with Gerald. When at first she had realized that he 206 had conducted a sexual affair with a local well-known Florentine courtesan she called him out, accusing him of exposing her to an array of diseases. ” She said, studying his face, which seemed to lose its childishness a little more with each day. “You see,” he said, “it is doubtful if we can ever marry. It’s just hard to keep things from her. ” He took an optimist view of her chances. To-day he selected the girl, and gave her the lead-chair. It is for that reason that this novel begins with her there, and neither earlier nor later, for it is the history of this crisis and its consequences that this novel has to tell. The signal of distress was evidently understood. ‘Read that,’ and threw the telegram at me, so that it went into the tureen. CHAPTER V At dinner the spinsters invited Ruth to sit at their table, an invitation she accepted gratefully. The Morning Post was hungry for governesses and nursery governesses, but held out no other hopes; the Daily Telegraph that morning seemed eager only for skirt hands. “Will you come this way,” she said, “into the drawing-room? There is no one there just now. You are aware that Martin Chen has a crush on me; I think the whole school is painfully aware, but he’s harmless.
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