Her cogitations were dissipated by a knock on the door. Kneebone's house, the young man hastened to a hotel in the
neighbourhood of Covent Garden, where, having procured a horse, he shaped his
course towards the west end of the town. “She’s sensitive soul, far too sensitive to be married to
an ass like Gianfrancesco. I’m not Gerald, remember. He grew even
harder. It is she that I must see. “You
know very well that she is selfish and pleasure-loving to the backbone. The day was warm even under an overcast sky and Hilary,
uncomfortable, shifted his weight. Already he was dramatizing Ruth, involving her, now in some pearl
thieving adventure, now in some impossible tale of a white goddess. “If you must go on with it,” said Hetty, “now’s your time.
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