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It was a gray day in the spring of 1910. And I guessed you would attack if I startled you. The candle was shaking in his hand as Ruth appeared in the doorway. “Do you mean, aunt,” she asked, “that my father thought I had gone off—with some man?” “What else COULD he think? Would any one DREAM you would be so mad as to go off alone?” “After—after what had happened the night before?” “Oh, why raise up old scores? If you could see him this morning, his poor face as white as a sheet and all cut about with shaving! He was for coming up by the very first train and looking for you, but I said to him, ‘Wait for the letters,’ and there, sure enough, was yours. "But I'm a blackguard, too, Ruth. I should like to add that if a certain amount is needed to set you free from any debts you may have contracted, in addition to this annuity, you will not find me unreasonable. She came to spend hours with the bastard children that the women brought, dressing and feeding the tiny ones, inventing games for the older ones. “I could not have stayed in Paris and waited for news. She leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes. Their future would be glorious; he saw it in their eyes; he saw it in the beauty of their young heads. “If I was the world I think I should have put down a crimson carpet, and asked you to say what you wanted, and generally walk over me.

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