Never glance sideways at man. His lawful wife; but nothing more; beyond that
she was only an idea, a trust. But, moving through into the first of the large main rooms that led one into
another around the house, with here and there an antechamber between, it was
obvious that the task was not going to be easy. Pearls in the dawn light,
flashing and burning!
"You don't like your island?"
"I hate it!… But, there!"—weariness edging in. He had
been dreaming of Ruth—an old recurrency of that dream he had had in Canton,
of Ruth leading him to the top of the mountain. It was a perfect windless spring day, a Sunday. But,
no. For when this Joan said it, I had a memory. You see—I didn’t
understand. You know how those
Russian students do? In Russia. My goodness gracious. It was a
copy of the pencil sketch taken of him nine years ago by Winifred, and
awakened a thousand tender recollections. ”
“I haven’t told any one the amount,” he went on. With one or two exceptions, there were no pews;
and, as the intercourse with London was then but slight, the seats were occupied
almost exclusively by the villagers.
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