‘But do you think I can blame you for this, Marthe?’ ‘I blame myself. . Nigel, you have not forgotten!” “No,” he said, with a little bitter smile. She dared not say the word aloud, not even to herself. They might applaud, or object, or interfere, but the drama was her very own. None of this by-play escaped Ruth, whose sense of humour needed no developing. “But if some one else asked your advice? If some one else said, ‘Here is my teacher, a jaded married man on the verge of middle age, and he and I have a violent passion for one another. She gathered stones to place upon the makeshift grave. Bravo!—the best cly-faker of 'em all couldn't have done it better.
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