"We have had a sad loss, my dear Winifred," he began,—"for I must use the
privilege of an old friend, and address you by that familiar name,—we have had
a sad loss in the death of your lamented parent, whose memory I shall for ever
revere. We’ll go. I will make her my Grail, and some day, perhaps, if God wills, she shall
become my wife!’”
He looked very hard before him as he said this, and his voice was full of deep
feeling. “But who could have lent you money?”
“I pawned my pearl necklace. Her hair was the one part of her that did not
exude the air of wealth. No umbrella either, the sky was
delightfully overcast. And shall their wretched offspring live to blight my hopes, and blast my fame?
Never!" And, with these words, he grasped Wood by the throat, and, despite his
resistance, dragged him to the very verge of the platform. "Why did I want it under my pillow?" he asked. ‘She’s an eviltempered little termagant, yes, but there’s no malice aforethought. Now we
meet again, and you will scarcely look at me. I am always reinventing
myself with new styles. To make Ruth pay for it! He wanted to get away, into some immense echoless
tract where he could give vent to this wild laughter which tore at his vitals.
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