Hogarth, didn't I see
you last night at the ridotto with Lady Thornhill and her pretty daughter?"
"Me!—no, Sir," stammered Hogarth, colouring. . Brendon. They alighted at the restaurant, and stood for a moment in the passage looking
into the crowded room. "Pray, make no further mystery;
but tell me all without reserve. A strange betrothal!—the primal idea of which was escape! The girl, intent upon
abrogating for ever all legal rights of the father in the daughter, of rendering
innocuous the thing she had now named the Terror: the boy, seeking selfcrucifixion in expiation of his transgression, changing a peccadillo into
damnation!
It was easy for Ruth to surrender to the idea, for she believed she was loved; and
in gratitude it was already her determination to give this boy her heart's blood,
drop by drop, if he wanted it. His last actions were
futile. Intelligence was the currency in Athens, and anyone who
displayed great knowledge ascended to the top, no matter
what his former circumstances. "The gentleman under the table," she answered. But he's witty and amusing, and when reasonably
drunk he can play the piano like a Paderewski.
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