After all, why should I care what strangers think?" Ruth asked with sudden heat. " The head turnkey, in all probability, would have obeyed. “But who could have lent you money?” “I pawned my pearl necklace. Wood fancied he heard the exulting laugh of Jonathan Wild. But though he made Blueskin and Kettleby his chief marks, he missed both. At Christmas he gave her a set of a small edition of Meredith’s novels, very prettily bound in flexible leather, being guided in the choice of an author, as he intimated, rather by her preferences than his own. But she disapproved more and more of her own mental austerity. The shape of the head, the height and breadth of the brow, the angle of the nose, the cut of the chin and jaws, all were fine, of a type she had never before looked upon closely. But they were too late. Anything that might stir the sense of love And God has mocked me through it all. I overlooked the mechanical imperfections of your work, the utter lack of finish, the crudeness of your drawing. “I can’t help saying it,” she said, with the quality of her voice altering, “but I do NOT think it is right for an unprotected girl to be in London alone as you are.
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