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So, in broken, rather breathless phrases, he told his story; and
when he had done, he laid his arms upon the table and bent his head to them. I think she
might be up to something. We can love on a
snow cornice, we can love over a pail of whitewash. At the first glance, he imagined he must have stumbled upon a museum of
rarities, there were so many glass-cases, so many open cabinets, ranged against
the walls; but the next convinced him that if Jonathan was a virtuoso, his tastes
did not run in the ordinary channels. ’
‘Gosse,’ corrected Lucilla. ’ She flounced
back to stare out of the window again. You’ll have to go back to
Remenham House. It’s all right. But recently he had asked God to pile it all on him; and God had
added this, with a fresh portion for Ruth.
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