“I do not know what you mean,” he said, “but if you are referring to any little
coolness since our marriage let us never speak of it again. On the second day
out he was helped to a steamer-chair on deck; on the third day, his arm across
Ruth's shoulder, he walked from his chair to the foremast and back. “This is all madness,” she declared wearily. A mate? A brother-lover to tromp about the
world with?
“I cannot. The Jacobite
IV. ” Lucy said, leading
him upstairs behind her. Ruth met him in the hall as he was following his
family into the dining room. She resolved to go
into the City to Ramage and ask for his advice. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of
loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in
evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. ‘At me,’ she uttered, holding her own pistol high and aiming it steadily.
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