Stanley was
inclined to think the censorship should be extended to the supply of what he
styled latter-day fiction; good wholesome stories were being ousted, he said, by
“vicious, corrupting stuff” that “left a bad taste in the mouth. “Perhaps by this time you will have heard of the step I have taken in leaving
my home. She approached Ruth with
open arms; and something in the way the child came into that kindly embrace
hurt the older woman to the point of tears. When I
think of it—”
“But these are things I want to tell you now!”
“I made a little song of it. ”
“I’m so glad. "I've said it," rejoined Jonathan, peremptorily. ‘Yes, th-there it is,’ she uttered, stumbling a little over the words. "
"Loved me! You!"
"I loved you," continued Jonathan, "and struck by your appearance, which
seemed above your station, inquired your history, and found you had been stolen
by a gipsy in Lancashire. As in a dream, Melusine saw her faithful
footman struck, his headlong progress checked. ‘You don’t mean to say she’s here?’
‘Was,’ Gerald corrected. ’
‘This is what you say of him? Me, I find he is growling all the time like a
dog. Be kind to her.
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