And then all her restlessness was turned to joy. ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Gerald. " As if an order had come to her somewhere out of space, the girl glanced sideways at the other young fool. "You are Ruth?" "Yes," said Ruth, stirred by anger and bitterness and astonishment. “I don’t care a rap for remembering. You are afraid—that here in London—I shall not be a success. “But why,” he said in the gasping voice of one subduing an agony, and looked at her from under a pain-wrinkled brow, “why did you not tell me this before?” “I didn’t know—I thought I might be able to control myself.
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