"If I were your father, young gentleman," returned Jackson, enraged at the interruption, "I'd teach you not to speak till you were spoken to. Mother—dear mother!" he added, clasping her in his arms, "Look at me again. There’s something—puppyish in a man’s usual attitude to women. He would make her rub her lips with waxes and other ointments, precursors of lipsticks. In fine, to marry Ruth (if she would consent) as a punishment for what he had done! To whip his soul so long as he lived, but to let his body go free! To provide for her, to work and dream for her, to be tender and thoughtful and loyal, to shelter and guard her, to become accountable to God for her future. "Stop a minute," cried Jack, detaining his mistresses. ” “It was an inspiration—your speaking to him?” “I felt impudent. I am bound to admit that I greatly enjoy my altered life. Come into the parlour, Winifred, and dry your eyes directly, or I'll send you to bed.
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