“I expect it is pretty well in shreds by now. It was the end, she told herself, fiercely. In the retrospect she was amazed to think how things had gone to pieces, for at the outset she had been quite prepared to go home again upon terms. Behind the poet came Sir James Thornhill. I dared not sing, I dared not laugh, except when you went away. I don't threaten idly, as you know. “He was a friend of your sister’s, was he not?” “I never heard her mention his name,” she answered. But if you have considerable money, you had better leave it in the office safe. "It's runnin' a great risk. “I want to be your friend,” he said. Her mother tried to soothe her with tales of romance and love, of all the fineries that she would enjoy in the Palazzo, but all Lucia could do was cry until her cheeks twitched and her forehead ached. ” “Why can’t you take me with you?” He begged. "You are Ruth?" "Yes," said Ruth, stirred by anger and bitterness and astonishment. "If we take him, I don't mind giving you a share—say a fourth—provided you lend a helping hand.
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