There wasn’t, I know, between myself and my father. He used to live in a boarding-house in Russell Square. “Are you sorry you waited, aunt?” she said. "Have you sent off the note?" inquired Jack. She attempted by a sheer act of will to end the scene, to will herself out of it anywhere. " Ruth did so, but without any particular fervour. Yet there was nothing for her to do. ” “There’s a sort of instinct of rebellion,” said Capes. CHAPTER VI.
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