"I see. ”
Sir John smiled. ‘As to that, I am a devil, say the nuns. And yet—such is the buoyancy of youth—within a fortnight he began his first
novel, pretending to himself that it was on Ruth's account. Wood,
whose loss I shall ever deplore. He has told me
sufficient of you—"
"My dear," interposed Wood, "for goodness' sake—"
"I will speak," screamed his wife, totally disregarding the interruption; "I will tell
this worthless creature what I know about her,—and what I think of her. He is all kindness, and will overlook them for your poor father's sake
—for mine. He was and always would be dramatizing his
emotions; perpetually he would be confounding his actual with his imaginary
self. She had expected a
love story; and love was totally absent. “I’d give anything to kiss your neck. Before you know
where you are you find yourself in a complication. There was nothing to replace the all
important letter from her father. I have never loved you. There are times
when you make me feel a little thing at your feet—a young, silly, protected
thing.
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