’ ‘For God’s sake, don’t accuse her of murder,’ begged Gerald, retrieving the lady’s hat and handing it to her, ‘or she’ll be challenging me to a duel again. . Ruth was inflammable; she would always be flaring up swiftly, in pity, in tenderness, in anger; she would always be answering impulses, without seeking to weigh or to analyse them. Then a ride to London on horseback. ” “I suppose we are,” said Vee, rearranging the flowers in her hand. “My child, I do not wish. All her tender lures, inherent and acquired, had shattered themselves futilely against the reserve he had set between them. I have suffered him to be brought up decently—honestly; because I would make his fall the greater, and deepen the wound I meant to inflict upon his mother. Divide the money between you, and wear the ornaments for my sake.
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