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Such names shone
brightly in the darkness, with black spaces of unilluminated emptiness about
them, as stars shine in the night; but now—now it was different; now it was
dawn—the real dawn. The idea of Ruth as a
talisman against misfortune—which he now recognized as a sick man's idea—
faded as his appreciation of the absurd reasserted itself. It was high afternoon, there was no great throng of footpassengers, and many an eye from omnibus and pavement rested gratefully on
her fresh, trim presence as she passed young and erect, with the light of
determination shining through the quiet self-possession of her face. ”
He stepped past her to the door and closed it. Lucy had just began to invoke a solace where
John was concerned, doing her best to shelve him as not
so special after all. "Do you hear me?" cried the lady, with increasing vehemence. There are no funerals among the poor, only
burials. John. I am not afraid that you may try to make love to me. “Idiot!” She raged inwardly while she
walked along with that air of self-contained serenity that is proper to a young
lady of nearly two-and-twenty under the eye of the world. ’
She turned and swept away from him, pacing the length of the room to the
window Gerald had unshuttered. He touched it again, and this time it was not
withdrawn. “Oh, you know,” she said. She had looked up from her seat at the small round table in the centre of the
parlour which, together with the wooden armchairs beside the small fireplace,
and a sideboard next the single casement, was all the furniture the place
afforded. What a girl of sixteen cares for is hair and a high color and
moonlight and a tenor voice.
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