As the novel grew Ruth was astonished to see herself enter and dominate it: sometimes as she actually was, with all her dreams reviewed—as if he had caught her talking in her sleep. ” “But it changes things. ” They were eating quails when they returned to the topic of love. The lady looked them over in silence, and then pouting lips trembled, dark eyelashes fluttered, and in a broken voice, she pleaded, ‘Honoured messieurs, you will not allow this—this pig, to be thus cruel? He cannot arrest me. I’m glad I did. Wood laughed louder than ever. The proposal is so far from being exorbitant, that it should be trebled if I had not a fellow-feeling in the cause. That terrible Young Person! she’s vanished. She dropped the locket into its sweet hiding place. She realized more and more the quality of the brink upon which she stood—the dreadful readiness with which in certain moods she might plunge, the unmitigated wrongness and recklessness of such a self-abandonment. If Miss Charvill should take it into her head to dash off on some foolish errand, go with her by all means. What else was there lurked in shadows and deep places; if in some mood of reverie it came out into the light, it was presently overwhelmed and hustled back again into hiding.
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