"Ruth?" he called. Surely she could ignore him. Think if your own mother was alive!” He paused, deeply moved. “It’s unforgivable of me to call, Miss Stanley,” he said, shaking hands in a peculiar, high, fashionable manner; “but you know you said we might be friends. “There’s the classes,” said Constance, the well-informed. There would be ultimate misery, but it would be needless cruelty to give her a push toward it. ‘Of course she don’t understand,’ snapped Charvill irascibly. . . Half an hour passed, but Jack did not make his appearance.
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