“I am sure that you are. ‘Forgive this intrusion, ma’am, I beg. To dream and to labour: to you, my labour; to Ruth, my dreams. How could he have betrayed her so cruelly? How could he lie and claim her as dead? Sebastian studied her carefully as she refused to cry and became like a pillar of stone. “What do you want to go out here for, Lucy?” He 217 asked. But you must come this way now. You’ll have to find someone else. “How dared you do yourself this injustice?” “I did it for her sake,” she answered. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl. It is very important because I have lost my proof. I can’t help it. “Ruin me? Think of me with fondness? Are you dying of cancer or something?” He demanded. The only part of his otherwise-interesting countenance, to which one could decidedly object, was the mouth; a feature that, more than any other, is conceived to betray the animal propensities of the possessor.
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