Finding all attempts at conversation with his companion in misfortune in vain,
Wood, in order to distract his thoughts, looked up at the gigantic structure
standing, like a wall of solid darkness, before him. “Too late, my dear girl,” she exclaimed. "
"He'll be hanged nevertheless," replied the Hollander, giving his collar an ugly
jerk. Wood carved the
ducks; Mr. Ruth's arm trembled and her step faltered, but he was too far away in
thought to be observant. —Though if my name should
become as famous as theirs, it wouldn't much matter. "How so?" asked Wild, curiously. “Not
like it’s your fault if you wake up one day and decide you
hanker for a nice piece of ass, a ten-minute tumble. To be sure, Ruth had dimly been aware of this; but now for
the first time she was made painfully conscious of it. His subconscious sensed the
unnaturalness of it and recoiled. Hers were less noble, yet
stately. Sheppard," said the carpenter, advancing to meet her, and trying to
look as cheerful and composed as he could; "what brings you to town, eh?—
Nothing amiss, I trust?"
"Nothing whatever, Sir," answered the widow. Who could say that the girl's father had not once been
a fashionable clergyman in the States and that drink had got him and forced him
down, step by step, until—to use the child's odd expression—he had come upon
the beach? She was cynical, this spinster.
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