He sat back in an easy chair with a hand upon each of the elbows, and looked steadfastly into the fire. “Why, among other things, did I put my knuckles in his neck—deliberately to hurt him?” She tried to sound the humorous note. He appeared suddenly from the infinite in the neighborhood of the Burlington Arcade, crossing the pavement toward her and with his eyes upon her. To dream and to labour: to you, my labour; to Ruth, my dreams. There he sat as before, with the heavy fetters on his limbs, and beside him sat his three companions, who had since expiated their offences on the gibbet. ‘You usually do,’ he said lightly.
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