‘And it is perhaps not
so necessary that I do so, because Joan has told me of another who may like to
say I am the daughter of Mary Remenham. Ruth had lived in a world without caresses. . Modern, indeed! She was going to be as primordial as chipped flint. "You do love me?"
"God knows how much!" Suddenly he laid his head on her shoulder. She was dressed in one of those complicated dresses that are all lace and work
and confused patternings of black and purple and cream about the body, and she
was in many ways a younger feminine version of the same theme as himself. "Don't swear, Jack, or I shall distrust you. He had only to recall this fact (which he did in each
crisis) to erect a barrier she could not go around or over. "What's that to you?" demanded Jonathan, gruffly. I must not let you go again. I am not prying for my own amusement. She returned to
these latter, and at the back of her mind, as she looked them over again, was a
very distinct resolve to quote them after the manner of Miss Garvice at the very
first opportunity. "
"But you are educated!"—astonished. Her hand came up and she laced her
fingers with his. ‘Where are you taking me?’ she asked, assuming a fearful accent.
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