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So Ruth heard about the poets; she became tolerably familiar with the exploits of
that engaging ruffian Cellini; she heard of the pathetic deafness of Beethoven;
she was thrilled, saddened, exhilarated; and on the evening of the twelfth day she
made bold to enter the talk. Fortescue tried to act embarrassment in order to conceal its reality, and
Ann Veronica went on to ask a string of questions about acting, and whether her
sister would act, and was she beautiful enough for it, and who would make her
dresses, and so on. There was little fighting spirit here. A
girl—at my age—is grown-up. “Why should one pretend?
“Think of all the beauty in the world that is covered up and overlaid. The thing rankled in her mind night and day. In a side-glance—for
the floor was variously encumbered with overturned objects—he saw one of his
paper weights, a coloured glass ball such as McClintock used in trade. ‘I do not wish to be like him, but it is entirely reasonable
that it should be so. ‘Was you following, too, miss?’
‘Certainly I was following. After Gwen!”
“I sent a telegram. My father was Colonel Pellissier. Mr. Wood rushed instantly to meet them. Gerald raised his cockaded hat, and smiled.
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