But in its stead—toward
morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime,
appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the
poet and the novelist in him. . "I've done no more
than my duty, Mrs. All your faults are just jolly modelling to make you
real and solid. “Everything will follow,” she said. "
"Let me see it," cried Thames, snatching it from him. You say that this
gentleman was with you?”
“I was,” Brendon answered, “most providentially. Do you remember what I said when you took me at the Mint four days ago?
I told you my turn would come. “I suppose I should let go if I had. "
"I don't know. It's your eagerness that bothers
me. ”
“You want my body? It’s yours for the taking. So Ruth
took another step toward her destination, which we in our vanity call destiny. Remarking that they struck off at
a turning on the left, he took the same road, and soon found himself on
Paddington-Green.
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