What was the objection? She found it impossible to look her own diffidence in the face. Holding down the light, he perceived that the wounded man had risen to the surface, and was trying to clamber up the slippery sides of the well. “It is unimportant,” she said. There was no disgust in Ruth's heart, only an infinite pity; for only the pitiful understand. “I didn’t know Mr. No—you shall come with me to Waterloo. One might suppose him turning up; he knew a lot of clever people, and some of them might belong to the class.
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