It was the very spot from which his poor mother had gazed after her vain attempt to rescue him at the Mint; but, though he was ignorant of this, her image was alone present to him. But that instinct is severely dampened most of the time. “Was I that bad?” He asked. ’ Melusine’s heart twisted. It is you who took my name, not I yours. She wondered if he was already tired of her, if he would rudely push her away as one would a prostitute. Wood had been my father, as well as yours. He was yellow and coarse of hair; flea-bitten, too; and even as he smiled at Ruth and wagged his stumpy tail, he was forced to turn savagely upon one of these disturbers who had no sense of the fitness of things. .
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