She
moaned as his hands explored her body, fingers crushing
against her panties under her skirt. I
know I am undeserving of your bounty; but if I were to tell you what hardships I
have undergone—to what frightful extremities I have been reduced—and to
what infamy I have submitted, to earn a scanty subsistence for this child's sake,
—if you could feel what it is to stand alone in the world as I do, bereft of all who
have ever loved me, and shunned by all who have ever known me, except the
worthless and the wretched,—if you knew (and Heaven grant you may be spared
the knowledge!) how much affliction sharpens love, and how much more dear to
me my child has become for every sacrifice I have made for him,—if you were
told all this, you would, I am sure, pity rather than reproach me, because I cannot
at once consent to a separation, which I feel would break my heart. I suppose this is the sort of damned rubbish—”
“Oh! Ssh, Peter!” cried Miss Stanley. I'm not noble; so my honourable ancestors will not turn
over in their graves. They were Jonathan Wild and Quilt Arnold. So Ruth returned to her room and sorted the books and magazines the doctor had
loaned her, inspected the titles and searched for pictures. Spurlock lay with his head on his arms, asleep. “I look older.
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