A thing which had mystified her since childhood, a smouldering wonder why it should be, and until now she had never felt the urge to investigate. What you would look upon as immorality is here merely an established custom, three thousand years older than Christianity, accepted with no more ado than that which would accompany you should you become a clerk in a shop. That he was immolating Ruth on the altar of his conscience never broke in upon his thought for consideration. “I suppose he’s frightfully clever,” said Miss Klegg. I’m sorry. To be sure, Ruth had dimly been aware of this; but now for the first time she was made painfully conscious of it. "What are you waiting for?" asked Jack, impatiently. I didn’t realize—I don’t see how I can get out of it now. This is the first act. A piece of seaweed touched her hand, tender and green. He pointed to where the lights still burned in Anna’s windows.
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