"And now, farewell, Mr. A swift frown brought the still dark brows together for a moment. " "Forgive you!" echoed his mother, with a look radiant with delight. All at once he saw a way out of the threatening doldrums. He was a business man, pure and simple, his eyes were fastened always upon the practical side of life. One or two of the tables were occupied by groups of fat frowzy women in flat caps, with rings on their thumbs, and baskets by their sides; and no one who had listened for a single moment to their coarse language and violent abuse of each other, would require to be told they were fish-wives from Billingsgate. She gloried in it: he needed her. Shortly Ruth and Spurlock took the way home. In a voice husky with suppressed despair, she answered. The young lady—if she had come in here at all—had vanished.
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