He had conveyed it to her, not
verbally, but by means of a letter, which seemed to her a singularly ignoble
method of prohibition. ‘In the bookroom, sir,’ answered the man, his eyes round as they took in the
furious beauty at the visitor’s side. Her features were still slightly
marked by the disorder alluded to in the description of her as a child,—but that
was the only drawback to her beauty. "Bless your soul!
d'ye think I'm to be gammoned by such nonsense. “Forty guineas a week. . 'He's a good fellow, and 'twill all end well'. She had not at first the power for concealment. Three times he uttered a phrase:
"A djinn in a blue-serge coat!"
And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in
damnation. "I'll soon settle this business. I am so much obliged to you for your projected
benevolence. "
Ruth spread out the ruffled skirt, sundrily torn and soiled.
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