CHAPTER XXVII His idea, cleverly planned, was to shatter her resistance, to confound her suddenly by striking her mind with words which would rob her coherent thought. " Ruth brushed her eyes with one hand and with the other signed for the spinster to stop. White gasped, and then stiffened. At luncheon, on the third day, a thick-set man with a blue jaw smiled across his table at her. There were one or two bitter moments in his life when he had been made to feel that gentility laid on with a brush may sometimes crack and show weak places—that deportment and breeding are after all things apart. One always dreamed of this and never believed it. Would to God I had. “You will pardon me, sir,” he said in a subdued tone, “but I think that you have forgotten to look at your engagement book. We’ll go. He was aware of trying to scream because he was paralyzed and his legs would not move.
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