His father was one of my old customers, and I am happy to find his son treading in his steps. He sat down on the sill of the open window, folded his arms, and stared straight before him for a long time over the wilderness of tiles and chimney-pots into a sky that was blue and empty. Which were perfectly true, as Gerald was aware. Sheppard trembled violently; and though she understood his meaning too well, she answered,—"I can't guess. If my Mom found out, she’d kill me. —I do not congratulate you on your success. Even in this dread moment Ruth was conscious of a pathetic interest in the scattering pencils. “Please forgive me—for one moment,” she sobbed.
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