And it is your own fault that your husband dallies
with me. ’
‘You’re incorrigible,’ scolded Hilary, beginning to follow. Go up and get
my daughter so we can have some homemade pie. "England or France, London or Paris, it's all one to me, so I've you
to command me. I’m making a mess of my life—
unless you come in and take it. Gerald went through all the papers in front of Gosse and
that woman of his, one by one. Straitened circumstances would not have mattered; a mother would have
managed somehow. A solemn consideration, when I enter a great city at
night, that every one of those darkly clustered houses encloses its own secret;
that every room in every one of them encloses its own secret; that every beating
heart in the hundreds of thousands of breasts there, is, in some of its imaginings,
a secret to the heart nearest it!' … It kind of terrifies me," said Ruth, looking up,
first at the face of her husband, then at McClintock's. “There is no—Good God!” he exclaimed. 133
“TRY ME!” He yelled, his voice booming into the
cacophony beyond the walls. CHAPTER V.
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