‘Wait for me. There were some deepseated fears of the rot spreading to England, if the simmering discontent of the peasantry of France were to erupt any further. It ran in rivulets down her face, penetrating her hood and the thick quilting of her coat. Everyone will grumble to you confidentially—Miss Ellicot, she’s our swagger young lady, you know—up there, next to Miss White, she will tell you that it is so out of the world here, so far away from everyone one knows. Oh, and weeks and months of thought and feeling there are bottled up too. It was partly to pay a grudge he had against father. And when she learned that she had been doubly cheated, what then? His thoughts began to fall on her side of the scales, and his own misery grew lighter as he anticipated hers. Once over the iron spikes, Bess exhibited no reluctance to be let down on the other side of the wall. She had no inkling of that insupportable wrong. None of this by-play escaped Ruth, whose sense of humour needed no developing.
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