Mr. ” She said. Wild!" demanded Trenchard, as if he had formed a sudden resolution. ’ ‘Merci,’ she sighed and, surrendering at last to his oft-proffered aid, allowed her head to droop onto his chest. " "The pianist?" "Yes. " "Let me have them. ” He paced the room for a minute or two restlessly. ” “Mr. "I had one," answered his sister, in a mournful voice; "and, perhaps, I have one still. One married as he wished and one against his wishes, and now here was Ann Veronica, his little Vee, discontented with her beautiful, safe, and sheltering home, going about with hatless friends to Socialist meetings and art-class dances, and displaying a disposition to carry her scientific ambitions to unwomanly lengths. Ruth's eyes were wet, but she saw light everywhere: the room was filled with celestial aura. She untucked his starched shirt, running her hands along his smooth torso and underneath his arms. Forgetting her occupation in her anger, she left off bathing Darrell's wrist; and, squeezing his arm so tightly that the boy winced with pain, she clapped her right hand upon her hip, and turned, with flashing eyes and an inflamed countenance, towards her crest-fallen spouse.
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