Everything, Miss Miniver said, was “working up,” everything was “coming
on”—the Higher Thought, the Simple Life, Socialism, Humanitarianism, it was
all the same really. “I have just ordered a carriage
for her. We'll lather him with mud, shave him
with a rusty razor, and drench him with aqua pompaginis. Cautiously stepping outside, he looked up towards the terrace. Women are not in the world
in the same sense that men are—fighting individuals in a scramble. Most of the time,
he was hunting and he returned at night. In fine, to marry
Ruth (if she would consent) as a punishment for what he had done! To whip his
soul so long as he lived, but to let his body go free! To provide for her, to work
and dream for her, to be tender and thoughtful and loyal, to shelter and guard
her, to become accountable to God for her future. "I have nearly done," replied the stranger. What would happen when confronted by
the actual? He was young; she was also young and physically beautiful—his
lawful wife.
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