She cried out his name in ecstasy. The idea that he held in his arms the girl whom he had once so passionately loved, and for whom he still retained an ardent but hopeless attachment, almost overcame him. After all, she only LOOKED a woman. Them young prigs is all alike. So Ruth took another step toward her destination, which we in our vanity call destiny. The completest capitulation would not wipe out that trouble. He wore a silk hat a little tilted, and a morning coat buttoned round a tight, contained figure; and a white slip gave a finish to his costume and endorsed the quiet distinction of his tie. She didn’t like the shops, she didn’t like the other women’s faces; she thought the smirking men in frock-coats who dominated these establishments the most intolerable persons she had ever had to face. Her thought spoke aloud. Sheppard, eagerly. These things did not harmonize with his conception of the forthcoming (if unavoidable) interview.
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