“Don’t you know, child, that this is
torture for me? What in God’s name more can you have to tell me?”
Her face had become almost like a marble image. She seemed honestly glad to see him. Enschede, to have starved his heart as well as Ruth's
because, having laid a curse, he knew not how to turn aside from it! How easily
he might have forgotten the unworthy mother in the love of the child! And this
day to hear her voice lifted in a quality of anathema. Sometimes her
straying mind would become astonishingly active—embroidering bright and
decorative things that she could say to Capes; sometimes it passed into a state of
passive acquiescence, into a radiant, formless, golden joy. I
have suspected him of possessing a skeleton key to my apartments. But she could tell by the dullness of his eyes that he saw only some inner
vision. The Project Gutenberg EBook of Anna the Adventuress, by E.
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