There's good stuff
in him, if one could find the way to dig it out. She had
once reconciled in her mind that she was happy as long as
she had him. She entered the kitchen. ‘One
of your countrymen, perhaps?’
The girl clammed up, the moon of her white face staring up at him in the
darkness. "Oh God!" exclaimed Jack, in a tone of the bitterest anguish. She would take this one back with her. "No, I tell you," rejoined Jonathan, shouldering his way out of the crowd. The world isn't real yet; she
hasn't comparisons by which to govern her acts. When the carpenter concluded his
recital, Jonathan was for a moment lost in reflection. Ye gods! what a
wilderness it is! Every one trying to get the better of every one, every one
regardless of every one—it’s one of those days when every one bumps against
you—every one pouring coal smoke into the air and making confusion worse
confounded, motor omnibuses clattering and smelling, a horse down in the
Tottenham Court Road, an old woman at the corner coughing dreadfully—all the
painful sights of a great city, and here you come into it to take your chances. "
"I have already hazarded my life in this attempt to save you," returned Jonathan
boldly, and with apparent frankness; "this ought to be sufficient answer to your
doubts. ‘Forgive my not rising to greet you,’ she said, holding out a claw-like hand. “I want to be your friend,” he said.
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