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CHAPTER VIII
Slowly Ruth entered her own room. It never is. After passing Tottenham Court Road, very few houses were to be seen on the
right hand, opposite Wardour Street it was open country. ”
“Oh, Lucy, I never have stopped thinking about you
since the first day I walked you home. Next instant, Gerald felt his wrist seized in an iron grip. Over here a man quickly loses
faith, and I find myself back on solid ground once more. I am sorry, but you have spoilt me. When she came to
herself, she found that her brother had quitted the room, leaving her to the care
of a female attendant. “A young man comes into life asking how best he may place himself,”
Ramage had said; “a woman comes into life thinking instinctively how best she
may give herself. They looked out over the city, grim and silent now,
for it was long past midnight. You get this
queer irascible musician quite impossibly and unfortunately in love with a
wealthy patroness, and then out of his brain comes THIS, a tapestry of glorious
music, setting out love to lovers, lovers who love in spite of all that is wise and
respectable and right. The poet's appearance altogether was highly prepossessing. At length Jack Sheppard observed:—"The
coast's clear. I can't
spare you at present. But you! Why the devil did you marry her? That's the thing that
confounds me.
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