A lean young man in spectacles pursued her for some time, crying “Courage! Courage!” Somebody threw a dab of mud at her, and some of it got down her neck. Eggs were procured for her, and she sat out the subsequent emotions and eloquence with the dignity becoming an injured lady of good family. ’ ‘Do you care to test that theory?’ Gerald suggested easily. To tell Ruth anything, it would be necessary to tell her everything; and I cannot and you must not. She inhaled a deep breath of air—London air. ” 129 She smiled wider. But this is like—like walking round a house that looks square and complete and finding an unexpected long wing running out behind.
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