Sometimes it seemed to him that he was an impostor: that Ruth believed him to
be one Howard Spurlock, when he was only masquerading as Spurlock. Nor can we. So strongly was he impressed with this idea, that grasping the iron bar with both
hands, he dashed it furiously against the door, making the passage echo with the
blows. Unless—would he hide from them as he had hidden from her? It was a big
house, he said. But at last this ordeal was over, and Ramage opened the door. She felt her
canines grow, the hunger consuming her. She felt he would tell people the way, control traffic, and refuse
admission to public buildings with invincible correctness and the very finest
explicit feelings possible. “Dear old Daddy,” she said, “he’ll make a fearful fuss. But it’s love you
should’ve had when you were tiny and I didn’t give it to you.
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