The
teacher turned towards the blackboard to inscribe the
names of Capulet and Montague. He took her hands firmly in his and raised
them to his lips. The London backgrounds, in Bloomsbury and
Marylebone, against which these people went to and fro, took on, by reason of
their gray facades, their implacably respectable windows and window-blinds,
their reiterated unmeaning iron railings, a stronger and stronger suggestion of the
flavor of her father at his most obdurate phase, and of all that she felt herself
fighting against. “Now I suppose Brendon understands exactly what you mean,” he remarked. Without turning or looking in his
direction she leaned forwards, her head supported upon her fingers, her elbows
upon her knees. "
"What's the matter, Ruth?" asked Spurlock, anxiously. ”
Ann Veronica was about to reply, when he went on, with a still more deadly
quiet: “I am not here to bandy words with you. "And so you'll turn highwayman, will you, you young dog?" continued the
carpenter, cuffing him soundly,—"rob the mails, like Jack Hall, I suppose.
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